Walter Rhein Podcast

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Great, the Democrats won. Now our job is to pressure the Democrats to use their power to get some accountability. The American public is sick and tired of seeing child rapists go free. Let’s start making arrests!

Already, I’m seeing republicans saunter up to microphones. They’re still acting like they own the place. They’re still acting like they’re doing us some big favor by even talking to us.

“Well, we expect the incoming congress to be willing to work with us,” they lecture.

Even now, when they just got their butts whooped, they still presume to lecture us. My only fear is that the newly elected democrats will be foolish enough to fall for it.

Get it through your heads. The republicans are a bunch of lying, stealing, child rape enabling criminals. We don’t want anyone to “work” with them. We want them investigated. We want evidence gathered. We want trials. We want prison sentences.

The republicans are bad people. That’s why the American public voted them out.

I write this as a member of an immigrant household. Do you think I’m going to forget that the republicans created a literal kill squad and spent the last two years rounding up and abusing innocent people? Do you think I’m going to forget that they executed people in the middle of the street?

Bipartisanship? Are you seriously trying to talk to me about bipartisanship? That makes my eye twitch. That makes me want to vomit blood.

I don’t want bipartisanship, I want to see people in handcuffs. Vacate those seats and hold new elections.

I want to see the money that republicans stole from the treasury returned with interest. We’re talking about a political party that cut funding to prevent sudden infant death syndrome. Are you kidding me? You’re sitting there telling me you want to work with people like that? On what… killing kids?

The only time the republican party and the sorry excuse for a chief executive ever act contrite is when they don’t have any cards to play. This republican party is out of ammunition. They’re done. They’re finished. Their only strategy right now is to sit back, smile, pretend to be nice, and try to sucker the democrats into not using their power.

The worst part is that the republicans are pretty confident in this because they’ve done this a thousand times before.

Let’s be clear about something, the republicans are lawless, but it’s the indifference of the democrats that got us here. We did our job, we won the elections. Now we have to pressure this new congress to use the power we gave them.

It’s a MANDATE!

We’re tired of having living under the cruel and incompetent rule of authoritarian republicans. It’s time to clean house. It’s time for accountability. We have the power again, the people demand that we use it.

Republicans only want to compromise when they have zero leverage.

We don’t need to compromise with republicans. We need to open some investigations. We need to hold lawless people accountable. We need to start now.

Don’t blow this chance or the republicans will just dust off their plans for genocide and destruction again in 2028. It’s time to break the cycle. It’s time to hold the lawless republicans accountable.

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I’ve admired Jack’s work here on Substack for a long time. It seems like whenever I come across one of his articles, it’s exactly the message I need in that moment. We had a lively chat where we covered a lot of different topics. With all the challenges that are going to be upon us (sooner rather than later), it’s great to have allies like Jack!

I look forward to more talks like this! A bunch of my friends know who Jack is and I think we’re in for some lively conversations! Thank goodness!

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I had a nice time talking with clay jackson yesterday. We were managing our midterm anxiety, be sure to get out there and vote. Go and support Clay too, he’s a good guy!

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Two years ago, we all sat in disbelief and watched as a convicted felon, an insurrectionist, a rapist, and worse was declared the winner of the 2024 election. That was a hopeless day. We knew bad things were coming. It didn’t feel as if we had the power to resist.

His actions weren’t as bad as we feared—they were worse.

On November 5th, 2024, I didn’t give decent people much of a chance of surviving until the midterms. The criminal had threatened he’d be a dictator on day one. I fully expected him to form a secret police. I expected him to embolden awful men and give them the protection of badges and guns. I knew he’d send his minions out to do harm against the innocent.

He did all those things.

We’ve all watched in horror as the entire republican party stood aside and allowed this awful man to commit his endless crimes. Our last ray of hope came in the summer of 2024 when he was found guilty of business fraud related to election interference. He was scheduled for sentencing. But based on the dubious election result, he was never obliged to pay his debt to society.

This is a man who has never paid a debt.

But from our initial shock and sense of hopelessness we found our resolve. Over the last two years, we’ve fortified each other. We’ve built communities. We’ve organized, and we’ve discovered our power.

The debt must still be paid. We the people of the United States of America haven’t forgotten what is owed. We’ve meticulously added up each additional crime and added it to the ledger. On November 3rd, 2026, I fully expect that the people will make their voices heard. I expect that we’ll take a massive step towards ensuring that justice is finally served.

No matter what happens in the midterms, our resolve is not going to shake. Whether we win, or whether there is the appearance of manipulation, we will continue to battle. We will continue to organize. We will continue to pressure our elected representatives to actually do the job of representing us.

We will remind them that they serve us, it’s not the other way around.

No matter what happens, today marks the end of a chapter. This period that began in November of 2024 ends in November of 2026. We will be moving into a new reality starting on Wednesday, November 4th.

I just wanted to say that I’ve seen how hard everybody has worked during these desperate times. We’ve managed to push back against the cruelty of republican, authoritarian rule. I applaud you all. You’ve been diligent. You’ve made sacrifices. You’ve worked yourself to exhaustion and beyond. You’ve saved lives.

My heart is open to the possibility that when the dust settles, we will find that our peaceful activism, our diligence, and our steadfastness, has allowed us to take back control of our country. We will have done it peacefully and lawfully. That will be cause to celebrate, but our work will not be done.

Some will be tempted to say that our concerns were foolish if we emerge from the election victorious. But I want to remind you all that if our very worst fears do not come to pass, it will be as a direct result of our resistance.

Our anxiety was real. The danger remains real. A peaceful victory would be a tribute to our campaign.

I will also remind the detractors that many people did lose their lives in these last two years. Many people were tortured. Criminals were allowed to go free and inflict further pain on humanity. It was all done in the name of republicans.

Keith Porter, Renee Nicole Good, and Alex Pretti were executed by this republican regime. We must bring their murderers to justice. We owe that to decency. We owe that to their families.

The agents who pulled the trigger are guilty, as are all the republicans who stoked the flames of hate. The conservative members of the Supreme Court are also guilty, the ones who attempted to give a declared tyrant unlimited power.

These actions are betrayals of our most sacred assumptions.

The president and his cabinet are also guilty. We, the people, need to demand justice for our fallen citizens. We need to demand justice for all the survivors who have still not had their stories heard. Particularly those that have had evidence gathered and sealed in the Epstein files.

Over these last few years, it’s been my privilege to meet hundreds of courageous people. I’ve seen them work with tireless commitment. When any of us has faltered, the others have been there to help us carry on.

In these last two years, I’ve made friendships that will last a lifetime. People have separated themselves from the indifferent status quo. People of astonishing integrity have risen to the occasion.

I’ve seen them work openly, and I’ve seen them labor alone, in quiet, where nobody else could see. So many people have worked so hard, not because they were seeking accolades, but simply because they wished to be in service of humanity.

I’ve seen them. They’ve filled my heart with joy.

We’ve come together. We’ve created a new community. We’re organized. We’re ready. A chapter ends today. The fight continues.

We know the assignment now better than ever. This period of malice and wrongdoing and injustice, which was brought by the republican Party, is over. We’re going to make the pendulum swing the other way, and then weld it in place so it can never swing to the right again.

We’re going to dismantle the cultural norms that support mechanisms of cruelty. We will act with care to preserve as much as we can, but any part of this nation that cannot endure without the suffering of the innocent does not deserve to survive. A shameful chapter has ended. We have seen the light—enough of us to lead the others.

We have to allow our children to get educations without being subjected to predatory loans. We have to fund health care and stop allowing our declining health to be used to generate profit for cruel men at the expense of the hard-working innocent. We have to stop allowing our representatives to lecture us instead of listen. We have to hold lawless men accountable.

What I’ve learned in the last two years is that we all have a lot more access to the levers of control than we were led to believe. All you have to do is get involved in your local communities. Find candidates. Join campaigns. When one of those candidates wins or loses in a primary, you move the needle. Governments are interconnected. Once you’re in, you will have access to everyone eventually.

Get involved.

Do not sit around and dwell in your anxious despair. When you get out and you’re active, you meet good people. You meet other people who are willing to make a change. You can encourage and fortify each other. When you build that community, you create a whole that’s greater than the sum of its parts. Ours is a movement that’s based on love, and love is self-perpetuating.

The forces of hatred are well-funded. They control all the social mechanisms, they control the media, they control the means of distribution. But our opponents are limited in number, and they are fueled only by toxic and self-destructive hate.

Cruelty ideology creates a parasitic class. They require us in order to survive. All we have to do is to stop carrying water for them. All we have to do is to stand up and say enough is enough.

Today is Tuesday, November 3rd, 2026. It’s the day of the midterm elections. It’s a day when the American people have reached the end of two hard years of conservative rule. For two years we’ve watched the Republican Party inflict pain upon the innocent, even as they enabled evil men to walk free.

I fully expect that today is the day that we will all stand together and say no more. We have created a new identity. We’ve created new communities. We’re standing up to declare that we will no longer be bullied. We want accountability. We want justice, both for the survivors and for those that didn’t survive.

A new chapter starts today. Our work continues.

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This was a delightful conversation with Laura Cook, I met her through Shirley Fessel and her RedemptionBB.com initiative. Shirley is interested in advocating for and supporting women who support other women. I think it’s fantastic.

This was my first time meeting Laura and we covered a wide variety of subjects. This is another case of two people working on the same problem from different angles, and I learned a lot from the things Laura had to say. I hope to do more lives with her, let’s welcome Laura into this community. You can find her here.

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Imagine going from having the whole world assemble to listen to you speak, to not having anyone at all. Imaging going from staring at a pressroom, to contemplating a wall.

I know the second feeling well, I think we all do. But we’re about to witness a man endure that sensation who has never experienced anything other than privilege and ease. He’s been propped up by undeserved importance. He’s about to get sucked into the vacuum of infinite space.

I expect he’ll crumple like an empty can.

This doesn’t mean I’m wishing bad things on him. I’m not wishing bad things on anyone. We’re spectators to a moment when a man who has always been sheltered from reality is about to have a lifetime of it come descending down.

Human beings are observers. We are also curious. What’s going to happen to him? Will he survive or will he drown?

I’m guessing drown.

For the last ten years, we’ve been forced to endure a loathsome individual who was propped up by entitlement. With every gesture, every insult, every raspy breath he lorded over us as if we were the punchline and he was the honored guest.

More like the mysterious stranger.

“These things you call hardship, pain, accountability, they are yours to endure, but never mine. I will never help you. You deserve your suffering. I’m of the chosen people. Look upon me with reverence and despair.”

This is what he’s said to us again and again. He’s been like a disinterested father always quick to raise a hand, even quicker to let it drop again. He’s a firm believer in punishment because he feels we’re all wicked and deserving of pain.

I suppose it’s fair to say that I’ve spent my life huddled in the shadows of insignificance. A passer-by might have noticed a couple of bright eyes peeking out, but if they’d noticed me I would have retreated. The shining praise of ease and privilege are not for me.

We are the huddled masses. If you’re reading this, you’re at my side. Our words aren’t held aloft and polished off and bathed in flashing lights. We’re the Morlocks, they’re the Eloi.

Our observations are ignored. Our feelings are ignored. Our pain is ignored. It seems as if we are discarded and despised.

Besides, there is no time for us because all the attention must be directed at him. He gobbles it up. He sucks it down. Luxury, comfort, and reward are for him and him alone.

Undeserved.

We’ve watched this for years both with him and without him. There have been others. He’s not alone. He’s standing at the head of a column of meritless individuals. They march along gloating and smirking and sneering at us. They lift golden batons into the air, and laugh, and swing them down to crack the skulls of any who come near, hands extended, pleading for help.

The whole column laughs. Our skulls crack and they nourish themselves.

They march all the way to podiums and they talk and they talk and they talk. They bleat and they grunt and they scoff. The press eats it up. You hear the clicking of shutters and the scribbling of pens. You see the flashing of lights.

All his thought are recorded a million times.

The rest of us watch from shadows.

The years pass.

In the early days, when we were new to the world, still wet from the primordial ooze, we accepted it all at face value. He must be there for some purpose. We must be where we are for one too. Only in the passage of time do we begin to understand none of that is true.

The glimmer of understanding comes alive within our minds, it’s brighter than any paparazzi flash. It’s an illumination powerful enough to excite and vibrate the whole world.

In that moment we recognize, the strutter on the stage means nothing. All the show and noise and disrespect simply hides his insignificance.

In cruelty, he’s been an active participant. Soon the whole world will see.

Over the next few days and weeks and months and years, everything will be stripped away. The masses will no longer retreat in fear at the thunder of his horrible parade.

He’s nothing. He’s a bully. When he’s gone it will be as if he never existed at all.

One by one the reporters will leave. They’ll retreat with their flashing lights and their cameras and their notepads. He’ll be left raging in silence, trying to fend off the encroaching darkness.

It’s comical because the rest of us have lived in those shadows all our lives. We know them. We made them our homes. We didn’t succumb to the distraction of fleeting frenzy. We labored. Our choices were better. We carved our conclusions into stone.

A charlatan can talk and talk and talk. Though he makes a lot of noise, he leaves behind nothing but wind. The branches rustle, then he’s gone. He spent every day at the peak of his delusion, insisting that the harshest rules of this existence did not apply to him.

Now we’ll watch and see the laws of nature do their job.

He’ll be escorted into the dank corner just as the rest of us are emerging. We know it’s not such a bad place. The obstacle seemed daunting when we were new, but we put down our heads and got to work and within that enduring silence we found the truth.

He didn’t. He spent his life warmed by the cold heat of lies. He called us “losers” and laughed and skipped away. He took credit for the labor of others and doubled down with taunting.

But once the cameras and the significance and the attention are taken away, he’ll know pain. He’ll be tormented when he sees he can rage and scream and nobody will even pause to ask why. He’ll be surrounded only by the echo of his own nothingness and incompetence.

He squandered all his time.

The rest of us were never given platforms and cameras and microphones. We sat quietly by ourselves and achieved. We created beautiful things, enduring things.

At times I felt resentment that it would be so hard for us while others were treated to a life of ease.

But now I see.

Nobody escapes accountability.

The darkness and indifference will consume him. He’ll scream himself to misery. He had every opportunity to do it differently. Don’t feel pity, the choice was on him.

The universe picked his punishment, not us. It is right that we should watch.

We’ve earned this moment of inversion and diversion. This is simply the way of things. It’s beautiful, even though that doesn’t always seem to be the case. We’ve learned lessons during our decades in silent meditation. The flashing lights of privilege are only the prelude to insignificance.

Being stripped of his entitlements will torture him. You’ll see.

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Hello Everyone!

I’ve seen Melissa Amour’s content on Substack but this was my first time talking to her. This was a delightful conversation! I always feel inspired when I talk to people who are concerned about the direction our country is heading and who are willing to discuss the productive actions we can take.

We’ve got a lot of serious challenges ahead. Melissa and I started off talking about strategies to preserve your mental health, but then we expanded to more political and social issues. I felt really inspired after this talk! I appreciate that Melissa took the time to introduce me to her audience. You can find her here:

I look forward to our next talk!

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