Resting a Little Better

Several days ago, I got to spend some time with a man who lives in Chiang Mai, Thailand, and learned some very interesting things from him. He’s an American citizen, born of American missionary parents in Electra, TX, and has himself been a missionary all his adult life, and he pays close attention to world news and events, and particularly to Southeast Asian news and events.

He told me that before Trump was elected President, European Union-type of thinking was growing throughout in Southeast Asia. Since he was elected, however, that movement has been reversed. Nations throughout the region, led by Thailand, are have backed away from that thinking and are looking more to their own needs and their own security.

After my recent experience in Europe, where most of the people seem to be down with the idea of a one-world government, this was a breath of fresh air. Europeans I talked to, by and large, hated Donald Trump, particularly since he had the guts to move us out of the ridiculous Paris accord on global warming. Some even said they liked and trusted Putin more than Trump.

According to this man, Southeast Asian sentiment is strongly pro-Trump. They appreciate his willingness to stand on principle and quit playing the political correctness game. They realize that Obama practically destroyed our country and that we needed a man of the caliber of Donald Trump to turn us around and put us back on the right track. They see America as their main hope in the world, and they want us to be strong.

He also talked about North Korea. He laughed off their possession of WMD’s, since they don’t have the technology to aim them. He also said that China and Russia have too much at stake to let North Korea start a new war.

An interesting point he made is that South Korea has the military capability to wipe North Korea out, but they don’t, because they all have cousins living there. He said North Koreans in general wouldn’t want a war with South Korea for the same reason.

Call me Pollyanna, but I feel much better about the state of the world after talking and listening to this man.

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Benjamin Franklin, exiting Constitutional Convention:

“We’ve given you a republic, if you can keep it.”

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Coast of Norway

You may have read my other recent post, “A Day From Hell,” so I wanted to let you know the vacation wasn’t entirely a bust. We cruised from Amsterdam up the coast of Norway, stopping at Flam, Stavanger, Kristiansand, and Oslo. Unfortunately, I was so concerned about international roaming charges I left my phone in the room safe and have no photos of this part of the trip.

Flam, pronounced Flome, is a town of 300 or so people in a stunning setting. We rode a bus up to the top of a nearby mountain for a view of the area. The road was basically one lane, so drastic measures were needed when we met opposing traffic. Our driver was good.

Stavanger is the 3rd largest city in Norway, with some 130,000 people. Sharon loved it, but I’ve seen plenty of cities. I’m more impressed by small towns and rural settings. We did take a bus tour around the city.

We planned just to walk around Kristiansand a bit on our own, but it was cold and rainy, so we just stayed on the ship. We didn’t really get much impression of the place.

In Oslo, we were met by friends we’d met a few years ago on a Caribbean cruise. They showed us around the city and took us to their apartment for lunch. We enjoyed their company very much, but my main impression of the city was that there were roundabouts on every corner. Not quite, but there were plenty of them.

For some reason, Holland America runs this cruise out of Amsterdam, and instead of a 2-week cruise, it’s two 1-week cruises back to back. This meant we wasted 4 days of our cruising time going back and forth to Amsterdam instead of seeing the beautiful scenery of the Norwegian coast.

Sharon wanted to take a canal tour, so we set out on a 45-minute walk to try to find where to get on a canal boat. Apparently its location is a state secret, because there were no signs anywhere to direct us, and we had trouble finding people who could tell us where to find it. By the time we got back to the ship, I was even less impressed with Amsterdam than I had been, and that was difficult to do.

Our next port, after wasting Monday at sea, was Eidfjord, pronounced Ide-fyord. It’s a lovely little town at the end of a beautiful fjord, surrounded by majestic mountains. The photo on the left is a fjord scene. The one on the right looks down a canyon toward the town from the top of a mountain.

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In Alesund, pronounced Ole-uh-sund, we didn’t have an excursion scheduled, so we just got off the ship on our own. We found a cute little trolley, designed to look like a short train but with regular tires to go on streets. It took us to the top of mountain where I got this picture of our ship and the fjord looking over Sharon’s shoulder.

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Looking the other direction from the observation point, I got this photo of the other side of the fjord behind the town.

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Although the little trolley looked cute, the streets it operated on didn’t. They were filled with potholes and dips that made the ride up the mountainside very uncomfortable. We decided we preferred the smooth highways we’d found in other places and the buses with their comfortable shock absorbers. Oh, well. You live and learn.

Our favorite place—or at least mine—on the whole trip was Geiranger, pronounced Guy- ran-gur. You can barely see the town in the upper left corner. Since there was another ship tied up in the single dock space, we had to use tenders to get from our ship to town.

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We took a bus up to the top of a 5000-foot mountain, where we got this photo of the road going up. Although not quite as narrow as the one at Flam, it seems all these mountain roads are about 1½ lanes wide, which is interesting with the hairpin curves you can see in the picture.

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This picture of Sharon atop the mountain shows the town, the fjord, and both ships. It also gives you a little idea of the majesty of the mountains surrounding the fjord.

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Sorry I’m not a better photographer. I don’t feel like I’m giving you a very good picture of the grandeur of the mountains and fjords. Maybe you should go see them for yourselves. On the other hand, if you read my previous blog post, you may prefer to stay home.

Our last stop was Bergen, the 2nd largest city in Norway at around 260,000. As I mentioned above, I’m not that thrilled with cities, so it wasn’t among my favorite places. I didn’t even take any pictures there.

I’d love to have gotten up to Trondheim or to the beautiful town of Gudvangen. If Holland American sailed out of Oslo instead of Amsterdam, or if they’d made this one cruise instead of two, we would have had time. I really don’t know why they do it that way.

Despite the horrible trip home from Amsterdam and some mild disappointment with the ship itself, we really did enjoy seeing coastal Norway. I might even go again, when they build a road so I can drive over instead of dealing with airports and security crap.

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A Day From Hell

Sunday, my wife and I truly experienced a day from hell. Our two-week cruise of the coast of Norway ended in Amsterdam. Our flight home was scheduled to leave at noon, but the cruise people put us in a group to leave the ship at 7:30, which meant we’d have between 3½ and 4 hours to kill at the airport before we took off.

Various people at the airport were kind enough to help us kill that time, though, starting with whoever designed it. Unlike DFW, where you drive to within a few yards of your gate, at Amsterdam, the buses unloaded us at one end of the terminal, and we had a nice, mile long hike to get to the desk of United Airlines.

Once there, we got to stand in a long line to get up to where someone checked our passports. Then we got to stand in line once more to wait for a ticket agent. Of course, being at sea on a ship, we had no chance to print boarding passes, so we had to do that at the airport.

Once we checked our luggage and got our boarding passes, we got to wait in another line for a security check. Empty pockets, dump stuff in a tray, let a guy go through our carry-on luggage and confiscate my dangerous shaving cream and toothpaste. Really?

Then we got into another line for another passport check, but after waiting for 20 minutes or so, we were told we were in the wrong line and had to start over again. Finally got through there and got to go sit in a waiting area for an hour or so.

When our boarding group was called, we got to stand in line for yet another passport check. Since I look so much like a terrorist, they took me aside for a special security check, during which some agent groped me all over.

Are you counting with me? That’s three passport checks and two security checks so far, plus the confiscation of my highly treacherous shaving cream and toothpaste. Can you see how much fun we were having?

They finally let me board the airplane, which had been sitting at the gate for well over an hour. Once everyone got aboard, they decided to do a preflight inspection—apparently no one thought of this during the hour-plus the plane had been sitting there—and they discovered a bad tire on one of the main landing gears.

When they discovered this, the captain announced there would be a delay while they decided whether or not to replace it. After flipping coins or consulting their Ouija board or whatever, they decided it should be replaced, so we got to wait another 20 or 30 minutes.

By the time we finally took off, our three-hour layover at Dulles had turned into barely an hour. The nine-hour flight gave us plenty of time to worry about whether or not we’d be able to make our connection to DFW.

At Dulles, we got to go through another passport check and another security check. This time they decided my small bottle of Listerine looked subversive, so the guy confiscated it, even though it had now passed numerous checks going over and coming back.

Finally through with security, we had to wait for our checked luggage and retrieve it so we could wait in another line to recheck it. Once we were through with all that procedure, we set out to find our connecting flight.

Once again, we found ourselves at farthest end from where we needed to be. As we half walked and half ran, I thought my atrial fibrillation was kicking in. It didn’t, but I did feel weird, and I guess a guy driving one of the little courtesy carts thought I looked like I needed help, so he offered us a ride for the last mile or so to our gate. Without his help, I doubt we would have made the plane, but we managed.

To top off a wonderful day, as we entered Texas, the captain announced that there was a severe storm centered over DFW airport. The skies were so clear as I looked out the window I couldn’t believe what he was saying, but apparently it was a highly localized storm. We entered a holding pattern, and just as we were about to get to the point where he would have to divert to another airport to get fuel, he got a landing clearance.

The people picking us up had been told we would be 30 minutes early, so they rushed to get there. Then they got to wait until we finally landed nearly an hour late, missing their supper in the process. I told them if I ever asked them for a ride to or from the airport again to remind me that I’d taken my last commercial flight. From now on, if we can’t get there by car, we ain’t going.

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Protecting Our Country

District Judge James Robart has taken it upon himself to frustrate the President of the United States in his attempt to carry out his sworn duty to protect the nation and its people. Yes, I’m talking about President Trump’s temporary order to stop allowing aliens from certain countries known to harbor terrorists to enter our nation.

The forces of the left act like this is some big unprecedented overreach by a President attempting to grab power. Nothing could be further from the truth. The McCarran-Walters Act of 1952 prohibits the entry into this country of any alien belonging to an organization seeking to overthrow the government of the United States. Every President in the last 40 years has used the authority of that act to prohibit entry of certain Muslim aliens. Yes, even the wimp Jimmy Carter and the Muslim sympathizer Barack Obama. This is nothing new at all. It is a well-established principle that the President has this authority.

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Part of Robart’s stated reasoning is that the order establishes one religion over another by singling out Muslims to apply it to. This is completely illogical. The order doesn’t say to stop only Muslims. It says to stop any alien from the listed countries.

Even if it did specifically apply only to Muslims, does that make it unconstitutional? The same First Amendment that provides freedom of religion provides freedom of speech also, but it’s a well-established doctrine of law that there are limitations to freedom of speech. You do not have the right, for instance, to shout “Fire” in a crowded theater. You also do not have the right to threaten to kill the President.

Applying that same standard to freedom of religion, should an organization be recognized as a protected religion when its own written “bible” calls for the slaughter or enslavement of any of our citizens who are not members of that “religion?” This same “bible” orders its followers to conquer the world. Can that be done without overthrowing the government of the United States?

It should be abundantly clear to anyone who can read that the President’s action is not only allowable but mandatory. He would be neglecting his duty to protect our people if he did not do this. This judge’s opinion should be overturned immediately, and he should be censured for having issued it.

How do you feel about having our President’s hands tied in his attempts to carry out the Constitutional duties of his office.

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Protecting Ourselves

A few days ago, someone posted a message on Facebook about how horrible it would be to arrive in the United States and find yourself detained and then sent back to the country where you came from. I’m not quoting the post verbatim, but that’s the jist of it.

I replied that that wouldn’t be nearly as horrible as finding yourself falling from a high floor in a building that had just been hit be an airplane commandeered by terrorists. That’s not a verbatim quote, either, but it does state my point. I expected my reply to be ignored, but it wasn’t.

The stream of hate that came from the left, vilifying me for wanting to protect my country, was amazing. I was shocked and totally unprepared for it. I would have kept my opinion to myself if I’d had any idea of the barrage of hateful comments it would elicit. Usually, when some leftist comments on a post from me or one of my patriotic friends, the comment is either ignored or possible addressed in a respectful manner and then dropped rather than just leading into one nasty reply after another.

It’s difficult for me to imagine why anyone would oppose the President’s attempts to protect the nation he was sworn to protect. For me, the quote below from Cloyd Rivers is a very apt analogy.

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Should I be attacked as a hatemonger for locking the doors of my house before going to bed at night? Almost anyone would agree I’d be a fool not to. I would be derelict not to try to protect my family from anyone who might try to enter and do us harm. Why then should our President not “lock the doors” by doing whatever he needs to do to keep out those who would enter and do our nation harm?

The left screams that not all Muslims are terrorists. That’s true. On the other hand, the 9-11 attacks, the attacks a year or so ago in Paris and other European cities, the US embassy bombing in Beirut in 1983, countless bombing of Israeli targets, the Boston Marathon bombings, the Benghazi bombing, and many more too numerous to list, were all carried out by Muslims.

If some of the people we exclude prove not to be terrorists, we can apologize to them later, but our first duty—the President’s first duty—is to stop the entry of terrorists into our country, just as it’s the homeowner’s first duty to protect his family and property by locking the doors at night.

How do you feel about the easy access to our nation we have allowed terrorists?

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Common Decency

A lot of us have very strong, deeply held feelings or opinions when it comes to politics. I understand that, because mine are about as strong and deeply held as anyone’s I know.

When the Playboy from Massachusetts won the 1960 election because some people thought he was prettier on TV than his heavy-jowled opponent, I wanted to throw up. I felt even worse when he managed to hide the Cuban missile crisis until he could conveniently “discover” the missiles just in time to grandstand for the 1962 election and save his party from defeat.

Having to serve in the army while Lyndon B. Johnson played games with American lives in Vietnam was nauseating. Even though I was never a fan of Richard Nixon, I was thrilled when he replaced this vile man.

The 1976 election brought us Jimmy Carter, a President so bad a lot of us thought he would be forever listed as the worst of all time, and our nation almost died of the twin problems of inflation and stagnation, while our prestige around the world dipped to zero. Four years later, I was on top of the world when we elected arguably the best President we’ve ever had. Ronald Reagan took a nation that was circling the drain and restored it to greatness and respect.

When Bill Clinton won the White House in 1992, I was grief-stricken. I couldn’t imagine how we would get through his term. Then when Newt Gingrich put together his “Contract with America” for the 1994 Congressional elections, leading conservatives to a surprising and overwhelming victory, I was thrilled. I was dumbfounded when this roue from Arkansas was re-elected in 1996 as my party fielded one of the most blah men in politics to run against him.

Although George W. Bush disappointed me in many ways, he was such a huge improvement over his predecessor, both politically and morally, that I got excited once again. I can’t imagine what would have become of our nation after the 9-11 attacks had his opponent won the election.

To me, we hit our nadir in 2008 with the election of a Muslim imposter whose agenda seemed to be the final and utter destruction of the United States. Jimmy Carter was finally supplanted as the worst President ever. Again, my party picked Tweedledee is its candidate, handing the election to a man whose track record consisted of two years in the U.S. Senate without doing anything of any consequence. Then, in 2012, my party decided to nominate a Mormon, whom the Christian right could not in good conscience vote for, and the imposter won re-election.

Through all of those disappointments, I never burned a limousine, as protester did after President Trump was inaugurated. The people on my side of the spectrum, no matter how disappointed we were with election results, took a deep breath and went on about our business.

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I never attended a protest rally where my political friends absolutely trashed the streets where the rally was held. In fact, I’m not aware of the existence of any protests rallies when my side lost. We accepted the results, no matter how horrible we thought they were, and just thanked God we lived in a country where we had the freedom to choose.

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No patriotic conservative ever put on a costume designed to portray someone’s genitalia—male or female—in order to make a point about some perceived oppression or denial of some supposed right.

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The few celebrities who agreed with my politics never promised to leave the country if our opponent was elected. (Not that those who made such promises ever lived up to them.) They never went on national TV shows and talked about burning down the White House.

The adults who vote on the right, unlike the two-year-olds who seem to have taken over the left, never proclaimed the desire for our opponents’ administrations to fail. We wanted our country to succeed and be strong and were willing to wait for the next election to try to correct what we considered to be wrong election results.

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What has happened to common decency? Where is the sense of fair play that recognizes the right of those who disagree with us to disagree?

What do you think about the behavior of so many people on the left since the election?

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Demise of a Great Nation

A cousin in Missouri sent me an email containing the following account of a recent speech given by a former Democrat governor. I think it is something we all need to hear.

We know Dick Lamm as Governor of Colorado. In that context his thoughts are particularly poignant.  Last week there was an immigration overpopulation conference in Washington, DC, filled to capacity by many of America ‘s finest minds and leaders.   A brilliant college professor by the name of Victor Hansen Davis talked about his latest book, Mexifornia, explaining how immigration—both legal and illegal was destroying the entire state of California.   He said it would march across the country until it destroyed all vestiges of The American Dream.

Moments later, former Colorado Governor Richard D. Lamm stood up and gave a stunning speech on how to destroy America. The audience sat spellbound as he described eight methods for the destruction of the United States.  He said, ‘If you believe that America is too smug, too self-satisfied, too rich, then let’s destroy America.  It is not that hard to do.  No nation in history has survived the ravages of time.  Arnold Toynbee observed that all great civilizations rise and fall and that ‘An autopsy of history would show that all great nations commit suicide.”

Here is how they do it,’ Lamm said:

‘First, to destroy America, turn America into a bilingual or multi-lingual and bicultural country…  History shows that no nation can survive the tension, conflict, and antagonism of two or more competing languages and cultures. It is a blessing for an individual to be bilingual; however, it is a curse for a society to be bilingual.  The historical scholar, Seymour Lipset, put it this way:  ‘The histories of bilingual and bicultural societies that do not assimilate are histories of turmoil, tension, and tragedy.’ Canada, Belgium, Malaysia, and Lebanon all face crises of national existence in which minorities press for autonomy, if not independence.  Pakistan and Cyprus have divided.  Nigeria suppressed an ethnic rebellion. France faces difficulties with Basques, Bretons, Corsicans and Muslims.’

Lamm went on:   ‘Second, to destroy America, invent ‘multiculturalism’ and encourage immigrants to maintain their culture.   Make it an article of belief that all cultures are equal; that there are no cultural differences.  Make it an article of faith that the Black and Hispanic dropout rates are due solely to prejudice and discrimination by the majority.  Every other explanation is out of bounds.

‘Third, we could make the United States an ‘Hispanic Quebec’ without much effort.  The key is to celebrate diversity rather than unity.  As Benjamin Schwarz said in the Atlantic Monthly recently:  ‘The apparent success of our own multi-ethnic and multicultural experiment might have been achieved not by tolerance but by hegemony. Without the dominance that once dictated ethnocentricity and what it meant to be an American, we are left with only tolerance and pluralism to hold us together.’   Lamm said, ‘I would encourage all immigrants to keep their own language and culture.  I would replace the melting pot metaphor with the salad bowl metaphor.   It is important to ensure that we have various cultural subgroups living in America enforcing their differences rather than as Americans, emphasizing their similarities.’

‘Fourth, I would make our fastest growing demographic group the least educated.   I would add a second underclass, unassimilated, undereducated, and antagonistic to our population.   I would have this second underclass have a 50% dropout rate from high school.’

‘My fifth point for destroying America would be to get big foundations and business to give these efforts lots of money.   I would invest in ethnic identity, and I would establish the cult of ‘Victimology…’   I would get all minorities to think that their lack of success was the fault of the majority.   I would start a grievance industry blaming all minority failure on the majority.’

‘My sixth plan for America ‘s downfall would include dual citizenship and promote divided loyalties.   I would celebrate diversity over unity.  I would stress differences rather than similarities.  Diverse people worldwide are mostly engaged in hating each other – that is, when they are not killing each other.  A diverse, peaceful, or stable society is against most historical precept.  People undervalue the unity it takes to keep a nation together.   Look at the ancient Greeks. The Greeks believed that they belonged to the same race; they possessed a common language, literature, and they worshiped the same gods.  All Greece took part in the Olympic games. A common enemy, Persia, threatened their liberty.  Yet all these bonds were not strong enough to overcome two factors: local patriotism and geographical conditions that nurtured political divisions.  Greece fell.   ‘E. Pluribus Unum’ — From many, one.  In that historical reality, if we put the emphasis on the ‘pluribus’ instead of the ‘Unum,’ we will ‘Balkanize’ America as surely as Kosovo.’

‘Next to last, I would place all subjects off limits.  Make it taboo to talk about anything against the cult of ‘diversity.’   I would find a word similar to ‘heretic’ in the 16th century, that stopped discussion and paralyzed thinking.   Words like ‘racist’ or ‘xenophobe’ halt discussion and debate.   Having made America a bilingual/bicultural country; having established multi-cultum; having the large foundations fund the doctrine of ‘Victimology,’   I would next make it impossible to enforce our immigration laws.  I would develop a mantra:  That because immigration has been good for America, it must always be good.  I would make every individual immigrant symmetric and ignore the cumulative impact of millions of them.’

In the last minute of his speech, Governor Lamm wiped his brow.   Profound silence followed.   Finally, he said, ‘Lastly, I would censor Victor Hanson Davis’s book Mexifornia. His book is dangerous.   It exposes the plan to destroy America. If you feel America deserves to be destroyed, don’t read that book.’

There was no applause.  A chilling fear quietly rose like an ominous cloud above every attendee at the conference. Every American in that room knew that everything Lamm enumerated was proceeding methodically, quietly, darkly, yet pervasively across the United States today.   Discussion is being suppressed.   Over 100 languages are ripping the foundation of our educational system and national cohesiveness.   Even barbaric cultures that practice female genital mutilation are growing as we celebrate ‘diversity.’   American jobs are vanishing into the Third World as corporations create a Third World in America.   Take note of California and other states.  To date, ten million illegal aliens and growing fast.   It is reminiscent of George Orwell’s book ‘1984.’   In that story, three slogans are engraved in the Ministry of Truth building:  ‘War is peace,’—’Freedom is slavery,’—and ‘Ignorance is strength.’

Governor Lamm walked back to his seat.  It dawned on everyone at the conference that our nation and the future of this great democracy is deeply in trouble and worsening fast.  If we don’t get this immigration monster stopped within three years, it will rage like a California wildfire and destroy everything in its path; especially The American Dream.

Governor Lamm hit a bunch of nails dead center on their heads. Everything he mentioned in his brief speech has been and continues to be a major factor in destroying our nation. I would submit two more things as major contributors to the impending downfall of our country.

The first thing I would add is rampant welfare. The tragic effect of this is best seen in black families. When I was growing up back in the 40’s and 50’s, blacks had to deal with the ills of segregation—but they dealt with it. Black men worked and supported their families. They were a presence in their homes and lent discipline to the children as well as love and support to their wives. They lived with pride, and a very high percentage of black families included two parents at home.

Enter Lyndon Johnson and his Great Society. Massive infusions in our welfare programs made them much more readily available and easier to access. Generations reaching adulthood after this time were much more likely to rely on Big Brother’s dole rather than working and earning an honorable living.

Fifty years later, the percentage of black two-parent families has plummeted. It’s now normal to find a single black woman struggling to raise kids while their father is out somewhere getting stoned or serving time in prison. Whole generations have been raised with little or no work ethic. They spend their time getting stoned like their fathers or rioting against the police, who protect them and all Americans against crime and terrorism.

This trend is not limited to blacks, of course. It’s far too prevalent among whites also. I mention black families simply because of the stark contrast between those of the pre-Johnson days and those of today.

The other factor I would include is our income tax structure. As politicians have sought more and more ways to use their positions and authority to keep themselves in office, we have increased personal exemptions and standard deductions to the point that we now have fewer than 50% of our population paying any taxes at all.

Think on that fact for a moment. Over half our voting age population has no stake at all in taxation. They don’t care if tax rates jump to 99%, since they don’t pay anything anyway. Just bring on more welfare and free healthcare and other such things, regardless of what happens to the poor suckers paying the bill.

Donald Trump was not my favorite candidate. I wanted Ben Carson or Rick Perry or even Carly Fiorina. But there’s one thing to say about Trump—he has the guts to speak his mind and, I suspect, match his actions to his speech. Unlike the wimps who ran against Obama and the wimps who lead Congress, Trump probably has what it takes to press forward with the things that need to be done rather than what may be the most popular. I can only hope it’s not too late.

What do you think needs to be done to halt our nation’s slide into oblivion?

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Benjamin Franklin, exiting Constitutional Convention:

“We’ve given you a republic, if you can keep it.”

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