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I havnt posted on KMC in a lifetime, but i wrote this for class & thought it mighta been half decent. i basically jus wanna know if its confusing or easy to understand, so i should change it or not.

Onto of a stage, stood a old man in a ancient army suit. Lights blared behind him, turning him into a mere silhouette. In front of him was a crowd, a large crowd, a crowd that spread out almost as far as the eye could see. Countless badges lined his shoulder and chest proving that he had his glory days. A large widescreen hung over the stage watching Rodney�s every movement.
A crowd of thousands stood in front of the stage, families with children, to fellow grandparents. Rodney could see his own grandchild in the audience cuddled up next to his father. The audience watched Rodney with eagerness.
He spoke into the microphone �Over five decades ago, when I was a child, we used to breathe the fresh air of freedom. We could say anything we wanted, we could scream or write anything our hearts desired. And policemen, oh policemen oh they�d walk around with firearms at their hips. As I child I would go hunting with my father. The second amendment allowed that. Politicians saw firearms, guns and wanted to change it. Guns like this.� Rodney pulled a small pistol from inside his uniform, and waved it high in the air. The crowd gasped, most of them had never seen a real gun, except in very old movies.
�Im here to remind you why you�re here��Ahem.� Rodney shuffled his suit. ��. It was the anti violence, campaign that changed America. It should have been called the Anti-Freedom Campaign.
I was a young army private many years ago, years and years before most of you were born. Me and my close friend mike were sitting together at an army base.
Mike says to me �You know, the papers are talking about how Britain is disarming itself, their police are limited to batons and soon the British military will disarm altogether. Some say its gonna come to America, Politicians are fighting for it. Some even say its going to become a world-wide movement in the distant future.�
And I replied, �Ha! Not in America! Were liberalists, that�s what makes us Americans.� Oh was I a young na�ve fool. And I said �Oh mike, that will never happen to us. I promise you.�
A few years later, I was camped in Siberia when three more Countries disarmed themselves. Only four days later the U.S. revoked the second amendment. I died a little that day.
Over the course of the next twenty years most of the countries in the world disarmed, I conducted some of the last military operations known to the U.S. By the time I returned to the U.S. it was changed. I was looking at a different world. Much different. The U.S. military finally disarmed, now the American rights were very limited. All this action was taken to make the world a safer place. Movies, stories, entertainment involving guns or violence were outlawed. Negative, and anything that could be considered hateful speech was outlawed. Statistically speaking we were safer. There were less murders, robberies and violence altogether. But we had become the very thing we were fighting against. The U.S. had become a democratic dictatorship.
I began to protest and rally others to my cause, our cause!! I stood on street corners spreading the word. It was almost futile, over the years I had been gone many of you had become brainwashed fools. Blind at the rights you deserve, only excepting what is given to you. I am here to remind you, what Americans truly are. Slowly I have gathered all of you here. For decades I have been gathering and rallying, to get you all here today. I am not here to just speak no more. Everything I have done builds up to this one moment. We are here to change, to take action.�
Rodney stared out in the audience, there was faith in their eyes. Their was honor and pride. Something he had not seen in mens eyes in a long time. In a proud booming voice he spoke into the microphone. �What we do here today! Will change the world!� Cheers and shouts grew from the audience morphing into a thunderous applause. �Remember were here together,� he spoke over their applause. Looking out on them, he was proud. A tear welled to his eye.