In January of 49 BCE, about 2074 years ago, Julius Caesar stood at the edge of a narrow, unremarkable river in northern Italy—the Rubicon. By law, no Roman general was permitted to cross it with an army. To do so was not merely insubordination; it was treason. Caesar understood the stakes perfectly. Rome had spent centuries building norms, traditions, and restraints designed to prevent exactly this moment. When he ordered his legions forward anyway, he wasn’t just defying the Senate—he was declaring that the rules no longer applied to him. According to legend, his words were simple and final: alea iacta est—the die is cast.
The crossing of the Rubicon did not immediately end the Roman Republic. The Senate still met. Courts still functioned. Elections were still held. But something essential had changed. A line had been crossed that could not be uncrossed. Power had revealed it no longer required consent—only momentum. What followed was not chaos overnight, but a slow, grinding transformation in which republican forms survived even as their substance drained away.
America now finds itself at a moment that feels uncomfortably familiar. Like Rome, it is not the first law broken or norm violated that defines the crisis—but the moment when restraint itself is abandoned. What Donald Trump has done is not merely controversial or unprecedented; it marks a threshold event. A Rubicon moment. And once crossed, history tells us the question is no longer whether the system changes—but how fast, and who will be left standing after the initial blast.
I for one have reached my saturation point. The corruption is so vast, and coming so fast, from every direction, that I can’t even keep up with it anymore. Hence, I’m doing a self prescribed social media blackout. I don’t know how long. I may never go back to the “platforms” (more like gallows) again. I HATE even supporting the paycho Zuckerberg. I need to detox from all of it.
I am aware I carry the light of truth that very few people on this earth carry. I recognize I see things that most people can’t see. I have an uncanny ability to connect the dots and make sense of what is completely beyond explanation for most. I don’t know where I go next. I just know it will not be on the social media platforms. Or at least I hope.
To my friends I met on the socials, I’ll still be here on the website. You can also follow my Podcasts under “Breaking free with MJ” as well as my music on a yet to be determined name. I will keep you posted. The good fight goes on. Just not on the socials. At least for now.
MJ
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One response to “THE DIE IS CAST, and I think I’m done with the socials ”
Mark, keep in touch as there are millions of us with the same views as you. I have followed you and commented on your site many times. There is a group in Michigan the Constitution Party with meetings regarding what is needed in America. Email me and I will keep in touch with you. Love the area you are in and have been through there many times. Elaine and I after retiring delivered motorhomes which gave us the opportunity. We traveled the USA and Canada and got paid to do it. Would enjoy meeting you if you ever get to Michigan or I get your way again. At 86 and now without Elaine don’t travel much.