Help Us Bear This — The Committee of Patriots

You

Your name seals the letter. Your address proves you are a constituent—a person they answer to, not a stranger they can ignore.

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Your Senators

These are the two people who swore an oath to represent you in the United States Senate. Both are pre-selected. Both will receive your letter.

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Your Voice

This is what makes your letter impossible to ignore. You are not a lobbyist. You are a human being who sat with the evidence. Tell them what it did to you.

Who are you in this? Select the statement closest to your truth.

I am a survivor of sexual assault. I know what it means when the powerful escape accountability. I lived inside that silence for years. I was sexually abused as a child. I did not choose it. I did not consent. I did not have a voice then. I have one now. Someone I love is a survivor. I have held them through the nightmares and the silence. I carry this weight alongside them. I am a parent. When I read what was done to those children, I saw my own children’s faces. I cannot unsee them. I am a veteran. I swore an oath to defend this country. I did not serve so elected officials could look the other way while children were trafficked. I am a person of faith. What was done to those children is an abomination before God. The silence of the powerful is a second abomination. I have no personal connection to this crime. But I refuse to live in a country where children are disposable and the powerful are untouchable. I will speak it in my own words.

What did this do to you? Name it. You do not have to explain it.

Rage. A fury that settles in my chest and does not leave. It is not partisan. It is the oldest human response to the violation of a child. Grief. A weight I cannot put down. For the children. For the country I thought I lived in. Nausea. My body understood what happened to those children before my mind could process it. A cold dread. The system was not broken. It worked exactly as designed. The powerful were protected. The children were not. Betrayal. By both parties. By every institution that chose to protect itself instead of the vulnerable. I wept. Something in those files broke through to a part of me I protect. I do not want to look away. A terrible clarity. The kind that comes when the fog lifts and you see the landscape for what it is. I cannot unsee it. All of it—rage, grief, nausea—and underneath, a need for justice I cannot put back in the box. Let me say it in my own words.

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Your Demands

Non-negotiable. Uncheck any you wish—but read them first.

Remove the statute of limitations for crimes against children. Retroactively. In perpetuity. A child’s suffering does not expire on a legal clock. Prosecute every individual incriminated in the Epstein files, regardless of party, office, or wealth. The law applies equally or it is not law. Public hearing with Ghislaine Maxwell testifying under oath before Congress. She was convicted. She knows the names. The people deserve to hear them. Release all Epstein files unredacted, without further delay. A Justice Department whose own leadership appears in the files cannot be trusted to manage their release.

Delivery

A signed letter on paper carries more weight than email. Congressional staff tallies it. But any action is better than silence.

I will print, sign, and mail it myself

A handwritten signature on paper is a vote that arrives between elections.

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