Twenty five years ago while other people my age were just getting out of college and spending their nights in nightclubs looking to get drunk and have pleasurable entanglements with the opposite sex I was literally fighting city hall in Cincinnati learning the depth and nature of the type of corruption that presently keeps the vile Democrat Hillary Clinton not only out of jail, but as a front running candidate for president of the United States. My experience involved the Hamilton County commissioner Todd Portune—back when he was just a city councilman, Mayor Dwight Tillery, councilman Roxanne Qualls, Nick Vear and many of the most powerful developers in Cincinnati at that time.  I was literally at war with the most powerful people in the city from the organized crime elements to the people who thought they were the smartest people in the entire world and I only had a handful of friends to help me in that endeavor—and we learned firsthand how the world really worked.  Those who learn some of that truth are those whom Hillary Clinton recently called the “alt-right” which to her mind is a major fringe threat to normalcy.

But to my experience, that “normalcy” that she refers to is a corrupt position full of really bad people who deserve to not only be defeated, but punished until their very souls cry for mercy—because they are evil collectivists hell-bent on the destruction of the human race—and that is no exaggeration.  I’ve been there and witnessed it firsthand.   Looking back, I have a lot of pride in my experiences because first of all, most people never even dare to do some of the things I have done in their lifetimes—let alone, before they even turned twenty-five years old.  And if they do, they certainly don’t live long enough to become a middle-ager like I am now.  So I can speak from experience that what Hillary and her Democratic criminals truly are represent the embodiment of evil on earth and that they must make people believe that any investigation into their lives is a conspiracy theory because they must defer people away from the truth.

I was with a small group; really it was me and two friends when we gave a presentation about the Banks Project in Cincinnati long before what was most recently built.  One of those friends was a certified genius who had spoken to a special session of politicians, developers and wealthy donors at city hall in Cincinnati on ideas planting the seeds of what has now two decades later become a proper use of the riverfront properties.  Covington, Kentucky was developing their skyline and Cincinnati was falling behind and wanted to catch up.  My friend gave a presentation that was literally twenty years ahead of its time, and nobody back then wanted to hear it.  His presentation far outshined any other presentation that evening and all the news stations were there to record it.  When he was finished we expected that we had changed the world and everyone would beat a path to our door from then on.  But what we found is that at the conclusion of the event, not one reporter, not one politician—even though they all knew us—and not one developer—even though one of the most powerful in the city at the time was personal friends with us and his Penthouse playmate wife was a little addicted to me at that time—not a single person approached us for a handshake or a kind word.  To prove a point I purposely sat in the middle of the room as all the hobnobbing was going on afterwards and sat in a chair between Mayor Tillery and then councilwoman Roxanne Qualls.  They pretended like I wasn’t there the entire time.  Even when I spoke loudly to my other friends about how fat Roxanne Qualls ass was, nobody acknowledged me or any of us because as collectivists they found individual behavior reprehensible and against their foundation philosophies—and their only defense was to pretend that we didn’t exist because our presence threatened their reality.

We were all shocked a bit because in movies when people did heroic things like we had to even get to that meeting, there were celebrations and fanfare.  But that’s not what happened.  Actually that was the second time I had experienced that situation.  The other occurred a year earlier at my five-year Lakota school class reunion.  My wife and I both went to Lakota and had been married at that point for four years.  We were mature for our age and planned a family right out of high school while I pursued very ambitious entrepreneurial activities.  I was going to college, but it was dreadfully boring, and I hated it.  So at the same time, I was developing myself in ways that gave me a lot of life experience.  In my early years, during high school I pushed the limit on everything including life and death.  I was in trouble with the law a lot not because I was a bad kid, but because I wasn’t afraid of anything and when you are a teenager—especially a male, there are a lot of challenges that come your way to put you in a peaking order that society dictates.  Well, I rebelled against that with an insistence on my individual freedom, so I made a lot of enemies—let’s just say that.  I had spent a lot of time in court and had trouble with the law in every county in southern Ohio.  I had a special friend who was a judge in Sharonville who kept me out of jail because he understood that I was too smart to be a criminal and that my behavior wasn’t delinquent; it was resistant to the imposition that society sought to inflict, so he kept me out of legal trouble, even when things got bloody.  When my name was involved in the death of people, he took care to keep me out of the details, which looking back I appreciated.  I think I was living an authentic life that he wished late in life that he had—so there was a mutual admiration.  (I’ve told the story of meeting him while filming a Channel 19 commercial when I was only 16.)  So when I met my wife, I was ready to get married and focused on building a family because I had already done and seen anything and everything a young man needed to.  When I was 18 I felt like I was already 50 in life experience so there wasn’t any question and my wife and I started having kids.

At the reunion I was well-known.  Some people were a little scared of me because of my reputation, some were uneasy of me because all through my school years I was never associated with any social groups—which I deplored.  I wasn’t a jock, even though I was really good at sports—I wasn’t a “head” even though I had all the rebellious tendencies of the most delinquent teenager—I wasn’t a geek, even though I loved Star Wars, orchestra music and art, I wasn’t an honor’s student, even though most of my best friends had genius level IQs—and more than anything I had no insecurity about my lack of placement in that matrix.  I never remember worrying about “fitting in” with any of those groups and was always proud of my social and intellectual independence.  So I knew a lot of people, but I wasn’t particularly close to anybody—by design.  That made for an interesting class reunion.  Out of everyone I was the definitely the one who was married the longest, but I also had the most kids and they were running around the podium where the class president was giving out awards to people in interesting categories like that which is customary at those types of things.  I qualified for something like five awards out of the twenty given that day because I had been leading an unusual life.  But guess what?  I didn’t get a single award even though my kids were there for all to see running around playing while the class president was giving her little presentation.  Now I really didn’t care, but I did notice that everyone really wanted to pretend like I wasn’t there because I represented something they didn’t want to admit to themselves and their only defense was to pretend like I didn’t exist.

When the city of Cincinnati turned its back on our offering to turn the riverfront into what the Banks currently is—twenty years before they actually did it—I learned that a pattern was emerging which is exactly the same type of thing going on with Hillary Clinton in 2016.  The people she calls the “alt-right” which is a term I’ve never heard until this past week—are the type of people she and her fellow collectivists have been avoiding all their lives.  Their strategy is to pretend like people smarter than them—better than them—people who don’t need them for anything—don’t exist.   So long as they do that, they protect themselves from the realization that there are people outside their realm of control and that unstable realization is truly frightening to them.

I have been teaching people about these things for three decades now—and I have no inclination to stop.  Over the years, I have watched as more people joined me on the “alt-right” and now the numbers are nearly insurrection level and that is freighting to the Hillary Clinton types who hide their crimes behind collective uniformity and hope that nobody notices.  When somebody does they attempt to isolate those people with fringe labels, but if that fails to domesticate the fringe elements of our society because they don’t care about the opinions of the collectivists, then suddenly people like Hillary Clinton have a math problem.  If too many people fail to fall in line, the entire structure of their orthodox behavior begins to come undone—and that is what is happening to the Democrats just ahead of Labor Day.  The old tricks aren’t working—they do of course on the stupid—the mentally beaten—the compromised individuals who seek to hide their shame in the masses because they lack the courage to stand as an individual in the light of society.  But the tricks aren’t working on those in the “alt-right” movement—those conservatives who have not allowed themselves to be drug into RINO territory because society said that such things were “popular.”

A republic style of government such as what we have requires people to “think” not to bend their lives towards the whims of popular sentiment.  One should not be afraid to express themselves or propose a new idea because you never know if some new innovation of thinking might carry mankind to another step.  But before that can happen, you can’t worry about hurting the feelings of the establishment, or bending your ambitions to the weaknesses of the orthodox.  If acceptance into a “group” is your aim, you are thinking incorrectly.  The whole purpose of your life is to think as an individual.  You weren’t born as a “group.”  You don’t die as a “group.”  You experience the best and most horrifying things in life as an individual, and there is a reason for that.  It is to mold in your brain the proper wiring to expand mankind to an incremental destiny and that never is realized in group associated behavior.  The very notion of a raw “democracy” where the “majority” rule is a faulty concept destined to failure—and a right thinking person can spot such people a mile away—and can defeat them easily.

It gives me great pleasure to see that there are more “alt-right” people now than there were two decades ago when the members of that city hall meeting were trying to suppress a rebellion of young men trying to do big things in the face of normalcy.  Watching Hillary Clinton’s face in these public events she has been giving lately has been fun to watch, because her world is crumbling.  Are there enough “alt-right” people to change things yet—we’ll see?  I will continue to teach people who want to listen how to think in the correct way about things—but I can say this, there isn’t anything that Hillary or her despots could do to prevent me from doing and saying what I do at this point in my life.  What I’ve been through is more than any of these people have in the tank—so I don’t worry about them at all.  They are easy to beat—and the sooner others realize that—the better our society will be. But for now, desperation is beginning to set in and I am enjoying it.  There just aren’t enough suckers anymore willing to overlook the obvious in favor of an illusion—and the Democrats are in real trouble.  And they deserve to be.

Rich Hoffman

 CLIFFHANGER RESEARCH & DEVELOPMENT

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