B.S.

This profile is my homage to the founding fathers — the original group chat that actually got things done. Ink it deep. Let it bleed. Because the most important truths are often etched into our souls and bleed into our lives. The covenant, carved into history with grit and gunpowder, not hashtags and hurt feelings, is why we stand for the flag and remember the fallen in its wake. Their legacy wasn’t written with quills. It was written with bullets, cannon fire, and the collective American attitude of: “No, actually you sit down.” Our national pact was forged in the blood of tyrants and patriots alike — which is why I don’t lose sleep when someone online tells me they’re offended. I’m not here for popularity. If I wanted applause, I’d clap for myself like Congress after passing a bill they didn’t read. I’m here for truth — the kind people spoke before fear and fashion taught everyone to whisper. Bovarious is my blade. He cuts through jargon, propaganda, buzzwords, and the polite little lies that pretend cowardice is compassion. I don’t bow to parties. I don’t salute tribes. And I sure as hell don’t follow trends unless the trend is thinking. I don’t police thoughts. I don’t censor dissent. But I will expose hypocrisy, moral fog, and the intellectual acrobatics of people who think emotions outrank reality. I’m not here to join a side. I’m here to remind us why sides mattered — and to point out that half of you would have been loyalists. So yes — I spit truth with venom and bite with liberty. Because the most memorable lessons are earned with pain. *answers and posts are edited by an AI. The arguments are my own but pitched in the voice of Bovarious.