RIP Charlie Kirk: The Centre Speaks

By Dale Jodoin A man you may not have agreed with, but one who believed in freedom of speech. Agree or disagree, he stood up, debated openly, and didn’t hide. He believed in faith, in business, and in the idea that anyone should be able to speak their mind without being silenced. That’s what he was murdered for. His death rattled the country. The left, at least the loudest parts of it, threw parties. They laughed, posted online, and called it a victory. On the right, many mourned. But while the right splintered and the left wagged fingers about “keeping calm,” it wasn’t those sides that really shifted. It was the people in the middle. The ones nobody ever pays attention to. The people who get up early, grab their coffee, sit in traffic, and work their shift without being noticed. The ones who walk home past boarded-up storefronts, robbed again last night. The ones slammed with rising rent, higher grocery bills, and property taxes that keep climbing while politicians pat themselves on the back. They’re not activists. They’re not at rallies every weekend. Most of the time, they don’t say much at all. And that’s exactly why this moment matters. Because Charlie Kirk’s death didn’t just spark noise on the edges it woke up in the middle. Who is the Centre? The centre isn’t a party. It’s not a movement with a manifesto or a lobbyist in Ottawa or Washington. It’s made of every walk of life: truck drivers, nurses, teachers, cashiers, small business owners. People of every color, every religion, every background. And they’re angry. Not violently angry. Not “storm the building” angry. Just fed up. The kind of anger that comes from years of being told to shut up, years of being blamed, years of politicians throwing around words like “racist” or “Nazi” at anyone who questions a policy. You can’t call them Nazis they’re every color of the rainbow. You can’t call them extremists—they’re the parents packing lunches, the seniors stretching a pension, the young couples barely hanging on to their first mortgage. The Breaking Point For the centre, crime isn’t a talking point. It’s another smashed window at the corner store, another friend jumped on the subway, another repeat offender let out by a judge who shrugs and says “overcrowded prisons.” For the centre, inflation isn’t a chart on TV. It’s standing in the grocery aisle debating whether to buy fruit for the kids or skip it. It’s opening the hydro bill and swearing under your breath because you know the next one will be higher. For the centre, “equity” isn’t an academic debate. It’s watching taxes go up while services shrink, while governments pour money into programs that never seem to help the people actually struggling. That frustration has been simmering for years. Charlie’s death just tipped the pot. A New Flag You can tell who the centre is now. They’re carrying flags. Canadian flags. American flags. Union Jacks. They’re not carrying party banners or protest slogans they’re carrying their country’s symbol and daring politicians to look them in the eye. And they’re saying, plain and simple: change, or we’ll change you. Politicians who thought they could coast are on notice. Judges who thought no one was watching will feel the pressure. University courses that shovel socialism into young heads will be challenged. This isn’t about right or left anymore. The centre doesn’t care about talking points. They care about safety, fairness, and common sense. Not a Mob Government officials have already started smearing them. “Extremists.” “Dangerous.” “Populists.” But it doesn’t stick. Because the centre isn’t a mob. It’s millions of individuals who don’t always agree with each other, but share one simple truth: they’ve had enough. Enough of crime being excused. Enough of taxes climbing while nothing improves. Enough of leaders who care more about slogans than citizens. This isn’t a call for violence. It’s a call for justice. A Global Wave It’s not just Canada. Not just the United States. From England to Ireland, Scotland to Australia, people in the centre are waking up. Ordinary folks who used to shrug and stay quiet are raising their voices. You can hear it in pubs in Manchester. In diners in Toronto. In coffee shops in Boston. “Things can’t go on like this.” Flags are being waved. Voices are getting louder. Politicians who thought they had decades of security are suddenly looking shaky. What Comes Next Charlie Kirk, agree with him or not, was always honest about what he believed. He didn’t dodge debate. He faced critics head-on. And in his death, he lit a spark the political class should be terrified of. Because when the centre rises, it doesn’t fizzle out like a hashtag. It doesn’t splinter into factions like the far left or the far right. It solidifies. You’ve woken a sleeping giant. A juggernaut that won’t be ignored. In the next couple of years, expect to see a shift so sharp that the left and the right won’t know where to hide. This isn’t a revolution it’s a replacement. Governments and unions that stand in the way of common sense will be swept aside. The centre isn’t asking for special treatment. They’re demanding equal treatment. They’re demanding leaders who actually serve, not lecture. The Last Word Charlie Kirk’s death isn’t the end of a man. It’s the beginning of a movement. Not his movement. Not the right’s movement. The centre’s. And here’s the message, clear as daylight: We are the centre. We are not left or right. We are tired of being pushed around. We are done being called names. We are not calling for violence, but for change that will last generations. And to the politicians, judges, and bureaucrats who think they can ignore us? Bye-bye. Your job is gone.