No one can comprehend the extent that the democrats have gone to attack Republicans in Wisconsin. The John Doe raids on private citizens for their Constitutional rights to free speech is nearly without parallel, even when considered and compared to those from the last century that brought on the Second World War.

Many in our country refuse to believe that such outrageous criminal actions could be carried out by an agency of the government against its citizens for having different beliefs then those that are in power. Even the main stream media are complacent in this nightmare.

This can't be happen in America, this could only happen in some third world country that is controlled by a tyrant. But it has happened here, and to refuse to believe doesn't say it didn't happen or make it go away.

Shocking New Accounts of the John Doe Raids
By RightWisconsin

The latest edition of National Review magazine features a shocking and fresh new account of the tactics used to carry out the raids of conservative homes as part of the long-running John Doe investigation. This entire piece by David French is a must-read, but we wanted to highlight the new information about the details of the John Doe raids.
"They came with battering rams."
 
Cindy Archer, one of the lead architects of Wisconsin’s Act 10 — also called the “Wisconsin Budget Repair Bill,” it limited public-employee benefits and altered collective-bargaining rules for public-employee unions — was jolted awake by yelling, loud pounding at the door, and her dogs’ frantic barking. The entire house — the windows and walls — was shaking.
 
She looked outside to see up to a dozen police officers, yelling to open the door. They were carrying a battering ram.
 
She wasn’t dressed, but she started to run toward the door, her body in full view of the police. Some yelled at her to grab some clothes, others yelled for her to open the door.
 
“I was so afraid,” she says. “I did not know what to do.” She grabbed some clothes, opened the door, and dressed right in front of the police. The dogs were still frantic.
 
“I begged and begged, ‘Please don’t shoot my dogs, please don’t shoot my dogs, just don’t shoot my dogs.’ I couldn’t get them to stop barking, and I couldn’t get them outside quick enough. I saw a gun and barking dogs. I was scared and knew this was a bad mix.”
 
She got the dogs safely out of the house, just as multiple armed agents rushed inside. Some even barged into the bathroom, where her partner was in the shower. The officer or agent in charge demanded that Cindy sit on the couch, but she wanted to get up and get a cup of coffee.
 
“I told him this was my house and I could do what I wanted.” Wrong thing to say. “This made the agent in charge furious. He towered over me with his finger in my face and yelled like a drill sergeant that I either do it his way or he would handcuff me.” They wouldn’t let her speak to a lawyer. She looked outside and saw a person who appeared to be a reporter. Someone had tipped him off.
 
The neighbors started to come outside, curious at the commotion, and all the while the police searched her house, making a mess, and — according to Cindy — leaving her “dead mother’s belongings strewn across the basement floor in a most disrespectful way.”
 
Then they left, carrying with them only a cellphone and a laptop.
 
David French's piece also includes the experiences of two individuals who provide aliases, "Anne" and "Rachel." Both accounts are similar in their terror and unbelievable details.
 
"It's a matter of life and death."
 
That was the first thought of “Anne” (not her real name). Someone was pounding at her front door. It was early in the morning — very early — and it was the kind of heavy pounding that meant someone was either fleeing from — or bringing — trouble.
 
“It was so hard. I’d never heard anything like it. I thought someone was dying outside.”
 
She ran to the door, opened it, and then chaos. “People came pouring in. For a second I thought it was a home invasion. It was terrifying. They were yelling and running, into every room in the house. One of the men was in my face, yelling at me over and over and over.”
 
It was indeed a home invasion, but the people who were pouring in were Wisconsin law-enforcement officers. Armed, uniformed police swarmed into the house. Plainclothes investigators cornered her and her newly awakened family. Soon, state officials were seizing the family’s personal property, including each person’s computer and smartphone, filled with the most intimate family information.
 
Why were the police at Anne’s home? She had no answers. The police were treating them the way they’d seen police treat drug dealers on television.
 
In fact, TV or movies were their only points of reference, because they weren’t criminals. They were law-abiding. They didn’t buy or sell drugs. They weren’t violent. They weren’t a danger to anyone. Yet there were cops — surrounding their house on the outside, swarming the house on the inside. They even taunted the family as if they were mere “perps.”
 
As if the home invasion, the appropriation of private property, and the verbal abuse weren’t enough, next came ominous warnings.
 
Don’t call your lawyer.
 
Don’t tell anyone about this raid. Not even your mother, your father, or your closest friends.
 
The entire neighborhood could see the police around their house, but they had to remain silent. This was not the “right to remain silent” as uttered by every cop on every legal drama on television — the right against self-incrimination. They couldn’t mount a public defense if they wanted — or even offer an explanation to family and friends.
 
Yet no one in this family was a “perp.” Instead, like Cindy, they were American citizens guilty of nothing more than exercising their First Amendment rights to support Act 10 and other conservative causes in Wisconsin. Sitting there shocked and terrified, this citizen — who is still too intimidated to speak on the record — kept thinking, “Is this America?”
 
The case of "Rachel" even included armed officers entering the bedrooms of her children while they were still asleep.
 
For the family of “Rachel” (not her real name), the ordeal began before dawn — with the same loud, insistent knocking. Still in her pajamas, Rachel answered the door and saw uniformed police, poised to enter her home.
 
When Rachel asked to wake her children herself, the officer insisted on walking into their rooms. The kids woke to an armed officer, standing near their beds.
 
The entire family was herded into one room, and there they watched as the police carried off their personal possessions, including items that had nothing to do with the subject of the search warrant — even her daughter’s computer.
 
And, yes, there were the warnings. Don’t call your lawyer. Don’t talk to anyone about this. Don’t tell your friends. The kids watched — alarmed — as the school bus drove by, with the students inside watching the spectacle of uniformed police surrounding the house, carrying out the family’s belongings. Yet they were told they couldn’t tell anyone at school.
 
They, too, had to remain silent.
 
The mom watched as her entire life was laid open before the police. Her professional files, her personal files, everything. She knew this was all politics. She knew a rogue prosecutor was targeting her for her political beliefs.
 
And she realized, “Every aspect of my life is in their hands. And they hate me.”
 
Fortunately for her family, the police didn’t taunt her or her children. Some of them seemed embarrassed by what they were doing. At the end of the ordeal, one officer looked at the family, still confined to one room, and said, “Some days, I hate my job.”
 
If you've been a regular reader of RightWisconsin, some of these details may not shock you. You've been aware of the outrageous paramilitary style tactics used to raid the homes of conservatives in a fishing expedition that is likely to net no charges.
 
But there is is something jarring when reading these new accounts. The insistence by investigators that the targets could not call their lawyers, that they couldn't tell another soul of the raid, and the gross humiliation of families and children should shock anyone who participates in politics and takes the Bill of Rights seriously.
 
These stories need to be told so that they don't happen again. These stories need to be told because those who initiated this investigation and these raids need to be held accountable.