Censorship of the ‘Sound of Freedom’ with an Air Horn: My Story – News Block

There I was sitting in the theater trying to watch “Sound of Freedom” when I heard the sound of an air horn.

Bwaam! Bom-bom-bom-bom-bwaam!

Jim Caviezel had just appeared, who plays Tim Ballard, the agent who saves the children. He couldn’t believe what he heard. But there it was again.

Bwaam! Bom-bom-bom-bom-bwaam! Bwaam!

Certainly someone in the theater would stop this sound. Others were complaining and telling the staff to find out who or what was making that noise.

I had read reports about theater chains across the United States censoring this film. Many companies have fallen for Biden Mafia’s wokification and antifa mobology. I thought about this deletion.

While Jim Caviezel was pretending to be a pedophile (Jim is not, and I can tell because I can look at someone and know), I heard the sound once more.

Bwaam! Bom-bom-bom-bom-bwaam! Bom-bom-bom! Bwaam!

Each time it lasted a little longer. No one in the theater moved. I don’t know how they could have thought this was part of the movie.

Someone, perhaps a theater manager or a shape-shifting agent of chaos delegated by Hunter Biden, was behind it. I knew I was under fire from my recent Twitter posts warning everyone that Kamala Harris replaced Joe Biden with Doug, her husband, and he has Biden’s face. (We never really see Doug and Joe together.)

Normally, at this WMV theater in Sunnydale, California, one person checks on how the movie is going. They did not send anyone. After taking some notes about the child sex club in Thailand (for a project), I went looking for a manager.

What I told the front desk was that there was an insider trying to get people away from the movie. The insider especially wanted anyone who was open to learning about criminal pedophile rings to leave. Anyone who was closed to this topic would not listen to the sound of the horn.

There are all kinds of scientific studies on how you can condition people to pick up on certain auditory sensations. It may be different if you are a pedophobic. Or think of women with newborns who have just eaten the placenta after it was born.

I returned to my seat. The manager stood near the exit. Just as he expected, whoever was making the noise was no longer making it. Then the manager left and I listened to him again.

Bwaam! Bom-bom-bom-bom-bwaam! Bwaam!

Bwaam! Bom-bom-bom-bom-bwaam! Bom-bom-bom! Bwaam!

Bwaam! Bom-bom-bom-bom-bwaam! Bwaam!

Moving from row to row, I tried to identify who the person with the air horn was. The theater did not help. The manager asked me to sit down and watch the movie. However, I already knew what would happen next in the movie. This was the US embassy part, my least favorite part.

Then came the rapid fire of air horns. Probably a dozen. I think they were installed under the seats at the back of the theater. On the strings, they could pull and explode at different times.

This is what we are up against in this battle. An air horned ghost squad that will stop at nothing to keep us from seeing a movie about child sexual predators. The moral depravity of a theater that would stalk us sonically. Bwaamm-bom-bom-bommm! Our freedom under assault.