I'm John. You may know me as the 11th Warrior on some platforms.

For thirty years I ran offset web presses. Ink, paper, registration, deadlines. Honest work.

And for most of my life, that's all I did. I paid attention. I followed the news. I watched the world go by from the cheap seats, like most people do.

I watched too many unqualified people join the two-party monopoly system. Just to become rich and powerful on the backs of the American people. I watched them treat this country like their own Erector Set, something to take apart and experiment on. Lie, cheat, steal and worse. Wreck lives and whole communities and never miss a night's sleep over it. I watched them weaponize anything that helped them win, and use the media and the government itself to push We the People into going along with it.

And I did what spectators do. Nothing.

DECEMBER 2019

The first time I heard about Covid was in December of 2019. I said it out loud, right then: they're going to use this to steal the election.

I wish I'd been wrong.

A few months later they put my wife on temporary leave and shut the company I worked for all the way down. We weren't considered a necessity. Thirty years of my trade, and a stranger decided it wasn't necessary.

That's when I decided I wasn't going back. I'd plow my own way.

THE END OF JUNE 2021.

I'm good with wood. Always have been. So that's where I started: building things for customers out of my shop, figuring out how to make a living on my own terms.

At the end of June, I was in the middle of a job for a customer. I was listening to the news.

They were talking about the January 6th defendants. Six months in. For most, not one day in court. Some held in solitary confinement, some called terrorists on television by the same people who put them there.

Whatever you believe about that day, this is supposed to be a country where a man gets his day in court. Speedy and public. That's the Sixth Amendment, and it isn't a suggestion.

I stood there in my shop holding a piece of somebody's furniture and I thought: if Judges can do that to those people, then they can do it to anybody that comes before them. It’s because they neither take their Oath nor the Constitution seriously. That’s a major problem.

THAT'S WHEN I QUIT BEING A SPECTATOR

I set the woodworking down. I'd been good at it, and it was already paying, and I set it down anyway.

I knew I couldn't get anybody out of a cell. I'm one man in Kentucky who knows printing presses and how to build a cabinet.

But I also know how to put a message on something. And a message somebody wears in public says more than a message nobody ever sees.

So, I built United Shield Wall.

WHAT A SHIELD WALL IS

It's one of the oldest formations there is. Men shoulder to shoulder, shields locked. One man alone with a shield is a target. A hundred men with their shields locked is a wall that nothing gets through.

That's the whole idea. Not one loud voice. A lot of ordinary people standing close enough together that they can't be picked off one at a time.

WHAT I STAND ON

Right is right. Wrong is wrong. No exceptions.

Good for you is good for me. Bad for you is bad for me.

God. Country. Family. The Constitution.

That's not complicated and it's not new. It's what most people in this country already believe, and what a lot of them have been told to keep quiet about.

WHAT THIS ACTUALLY IS

It's me. One guy, still learning his way around a computer, and my wife, Jessica, who is always there when I need her. Every shirt, every design, every word on this site came from me. When you email this company, I'm the one who answers. Not a call center. Not a robot.

I'm not going to pretend this is a big operation. It's a press operator who got mad enough to do something and hasn't quit yet.

WHY IT MATTERS WHAT YOU WEAR

A shirt isn't a rally, and it isn't a vote. But it's the one thing you can do every single day without saying a word.

When you wear this, a stranger in a parking lot finds out he isn't the only one. That's the whole mission. Enough people find out they're not alone, and quiet turns into a wall.

I may not be the sharpest tool in the shed. But I'm smart enough to read the room. I know how to troubleshoot a problem and find the real “root cause”. And if I can see it, I know you can too.

Quit being a spectator.

We Stand Stronger Together.

John, 11th Warrior