They Sent the Secret Service to My Door—Here’s the MAGA Playbook That Made It Happen
As you know by now, Secret Service came to my door yesterday, badges gleaming, asking whether “8647” in my tweet meant I wanted the president dead. Spoiler: It doesn’t. It never did. But that didn’t stop the knock, because a well-oiled machine had already cranked into gear.
Below is the recipe authoritarians now use to turn peaceful criticism into a federal investigation. I’m the latest test case, but if we don’t expose it, none of us will be the last.
1️⃣ Target a Loud Trump Critic
Pick someone who rattles the cage—journalists, academics, or a Florida dad with two million followers who tweets before finishing his morning oatmeal. Big platforms make bigger spectacles.
2️⃣ Pluck an Innocent Phrase
They found mine: “8647.” It’s shorthand for lawfully removing the 47-th president—impeach, indict, or invoke the 25th. Nothing more. But context is inconvenient when you’re hunting outrage.
3️⃣ Twist the Definition
Next comes linguistic alchemy. “86” in diner slang means “toss out.” MAGA influencers insist it really means “assassinate,” despite selling “8646” merch against Biden just a few years ago. Consistency? Optional. Weaponizing ambiguity? Mandatory.
4️⃣ Blast the Lie Across Social Media
Enter the algorithmic echo chamber. Fringe blogs, bot farms, and blue-check provocateurs repeat the new “assassination code” until it trends. Repetition turns fiction into “everyone knows.”
5️⃣ Cue the Feds
With the myth normalized, someone files a “tip.” The Secret Service can’t ignore potential threats, no matter how flimsy. Agents arrive, taxpayer dollars burn, and critics get a real-life intimidation cameo.
6️⃣ Chill the Rest of Us
The knock is the point. Even if you’re cleared in minutes, millions just watched a critic dragged into questioning. Many will mute themselves rather than risk the same experience. Mission accomplished.
Why You Should Care (Even If You Don’t Like My Tweets)
Free speech dies by a thousand little scare tactics, not one grand decree. If they can morph “8647” into a death threat, tomorrow they’ll twist your words—about climate, reproductive rights, or book bans—into “terror.” Silence spreads fastest when we convince ourselves “it won’t reach me.”
How We Break the Cycle
Document Everything. Record visits, archive tweets, expose the pipeline from meme to knock.
Defend the Real Definition. Keep using lawful slogans; explain them until trolls run out of oxygen.
Amplify Intimidation Stories. Sunlight isn’t just a disinfectant; it’s a deterrent.
Press Lawmakers for Oversight. Congress funds these agencies—demand answers for politicized tips.
Stand With the Targets. Legal funds, signal boosts, moral support: solidarity raises the cost of suppression.
I’m not deleting a single character. I’ll keep tweeting “8647” in the literal, legal sense—because the scariest thing to an aspiring strongman isn’t a hashtag; it’s a populace that refuses to shut up.
Share this if you agree that a doorbell shouldn’t drown out the First Amendment.



Need 86 47 on t shirts
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I’ve hated Donald Trump since I lived in Brooklyn in the 1970s and 1980s. I’ve always thought he was a disgusting racist and publicity hog. I guess they’ll come for me too maybe.
But my 1960s experience with the FBI tells me they don’t pay as much attention to women as they do to men. Yes, there are quite a few female congresspeople they probably do keep an eye on and would love to bust, but just an ordinary blabbermouth like me doesn’t seem to pose much of a threat to them. My guess is that they have never compiled a dossier in me, or most women who are out there these days. It benefits women that they don’t see us as threatening. So I’ll just keep running my mouth.😺