I’m Done Watching America Tear Itself Apart

I, Thorne Empire, wrote Not Okay and We Are Not The Same because I am absolutely sick of watching this country bleed to death while the very people doing the damage act like heroes.

In June 2025, during the anti ICE protests in Los Angeles, I saw the American flag, our symbol of sacrifice, courage, and freedom, burned right here on our own soil. That flag isn’t just fabric; it’s a living testament to the blood and lives poured out by countless men and women who defended this nation. To see it mocked and destroyed by people who have never lifted a finger to protect anything made my blood boil. That moment crystallized everything I needed to say in Not Okay.

Not Okay is my unfiltered response to the rioters, looters, and killers hiding behind the lies of “freedom” and “justice.” You want to call your destruction “activism”? Cut the crap. Every right you trample on was bought with sacrifice; blood, sweat, and lives. You spit on graves, on heroes, and you laugh like cowards behind your screens, thinking it makes you brave. It doesn’t. It only exposes your weakness and entitlement.

I wrote Not Okay for the victims, people like Irina Zarutska, Logan Federico, and Laken Riley; ordinary people caught in the crossfire of violence by repeat offenders who keep getting a pass while the system coddles criminals like George Floyd, Jacob Blake, and others. The system’s hypocrisy is deafening. I wrote it for Charlie Kirk because even if I don’t agree with every word he says, no one deserves to be attacked, threatened, or killed for speaking their mind and exercising their First Amendment rights.

The world has gone insane. Social media has become a cesspool where lies spread faster than facts, where truth is a casualty sacrificed on the altar of clicks and political agendas. People treat morality like it’s negotiable; cheering for chaos and condemning anyone who dares to disagree. Deaths are twisted into narratives about race, identity, or politics; even when the facts don’t support it. George Floyd’s death became a nationwide cause, while Tony Timpa’s tragic case was swept under the rug. This hypocrisy is poison.

I don’t care about your race, your identity, or your ideology. Treat me with respect, and I will do the same. This country isn’t about labels or victimhood. It’s about decency, honor, and responsibility, the very things too many people today seem desperate to discard.

I wrote these songs because I can’t watch logic, science, and common sense get trampled without speaking out. I can’t understand how people can claim to identify as Martian Mermaid Princesses, “transage,” or animals and expect to be taken seriously. I don’t get how borders are left wide open for illegal immigrants with no background checks or COVID vaccinations while citizens must carry papers and obey mandates just to live freely. I refuse to accept hiring or praising people based on beliefs or identity rather than skill, ethics, and hard work.

I won’t stay silent while society rewards mediocrity and punishes competence.

We Are Not The Same is the other side of my anger; not just rage, but fierce conviction. It’s grit. It’s refusing to bow to a mob that celebrates destruction, lies, and victimhood. While others tear down history, truth, and accountability, we build, fight, work hard, convict career criminals, honor heroes, and hold fast to facts even when it’s uncomfortable or unpopular.

I am done watching people worship themselves in mirrors, reward weakness, and pretend chaos is progress. We Are Not The Same draws a line in the sand. I am not them. I will never be them.

These songs don’t sugarcoat anything because life doesn’t. Not Okay exposes the chaos, hypocrisy, and lies, calling out those who hurt others while hiding behind virtue. We Are Not The Same is my declaration that I stand for something bigger than myself, and no matter how loud the world screams or how dark it gets, I will not bend, break, or join the mob.

Let people riot, burn flags, spread lies, and pretend it’s progress. I will still honor the innocent, defend the truth, and build what matters. If that makes me different, if that makes me the enemy of the mob, then so be it.

Because we are not the same.