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The Face Of America

AMERICA’S FACE In the late 1930’s early 40’s we had a far left socialist for president. In the 50’s a retired general; early 60’s a playboy with no experience who nearly got us into nuclear war, followed by a liberal coxswain who foisted the welfare state upon us; 70’s a man of dubious character who we forced from office; 80’s an actor turned politician who strode bigger than life...

Menace To Society

Many don’t remember or aren’t acquainted with the Public Enemy era of the 1930’s when outlaws were like movie stars and Bonnie & Clyde roamed the land. Bonnie was the girlfriend/moll of Clyde Barrow and they rolled roughshod over the mid-west robbing banks and killing randomly as needed. Eventually they were tracked down, ambushed while driving their car across a field, and killed in a hail of gunfire....

No Law, NO REPUBLIC!

 NOT A DUCK? NOT A REPUBLIC! The decision this morning not to indict Hillary Clinton for her email abuses is just the latest in a long line of raised eyebrows, clucking of tongues, wink-winks and this mud won’t stick commentaries. Never mind our own faces now deep in mud, pushed down by jack-booted cronies and sycophants of the Clinton’s and their party. If ever a fix was in, this was it. We should openly decry...

No Choice

When Trump burst on the scene I thought it was political theater of some kind. His form of ego nourishment, whatever. The first debate would tell the tale. Surprise! He held his own, albeit clumsily and with little tact. But he wasn’t flat-footed stammering for words. Quite frankly, he pulled it off. It was we who were flat-footed and the media and political pundits. I remember thinking he might actually have a chance,...

One Geezer’s Opinion

These are the waning days of my sixth decade, so it’s official: I’m an old geezer! Never thought I’d see the day, but here I am. Where’d time go? Waning a bit myself I’m thinking (Geezers do this) is there a reckoning afoot? Will this crazy election start the last faltering moments of this great land? Are my demise and America’s joined at the hip, ruining per- perhaps the best damn place...