I blame it all on Rush Limbaugh

I don’t believe I could be a journalist. Writing news is excruciatingly boring. At least it is to me. Maybe that’s why it’s done so poorly these days. I write about news and events and sometimes about neither. In recent years, that’s become quite depressing. Maybe it’s also why the news types seem so angry. Anger certainly taints reporting.

It’s a sign of our times that I feel like I have to know what’s happening every minute of the day. It shouldn’t be that way. Few people writing news and commentary nowadays have identifiable writing voices. Mark Twain, Will Rogers both known to comment on events of their day had recognizable writing voices. You didn’t need to see a byline. Today’s news is certainly not stimulating reading unless bleeding eyes anger is your forte. My view is likely a product of what I mostly read.  In the vernacular of the day, I’m a news junkie although I’m trying to be less so.  In that word menagerie characterized as news there’s nothing literarily stimulating. Some reporters attempt a little literary flair, but just beyond their opening of it was a misty fall day lies a collage of clunkers.

So here we are on the eve of our destruction and wondering if we should just walk away into the woods and let the craziness pass us by. Like the old Mac Davis tune, “You got to stop and smell the roses, You’ve got to count your many blessings everyday, You’re gonna find your way to heaven is a rough and rocky road, If you don’t stop and smell the roses along the way.” I don’t care for the way news is presented whether video, audio, or print. I think news channels and the Internet may be the death of us, or maybe just me. It is incredibly difficult to determine who is being factual and truthful and doubly difficult to find someone to trust. There is no longer a trusted news source although practically every source of news declares themselves so. I blame it all on Rush Limbaugh.

Mr. Limbaugh doesn’t report news. He’s not a journalist. He doesn’t claim to be one. What he does exceptionally well is analyze the day’s news and events and provide his own take backed by many years of experience doing the same thing. He’s not preachy, an attribute of some radio voices that causes me to readily spin the dial. Yes, I still have a Hallicrafters model S-214 solid state radio sitting nearby where I must turn the nob to tune in a station. My Dad gave it to me in July 1980. I was passing through to my next Army assignment and admired it sitting there on the counter in his shop. It has AM and FM bands and several short-wave bands. As I was leaving West Virginia for Alabama, Dad unplugged the radio, wrapped the cord around it and said, “here, take this with you.” It’s been with me ever since and I still like the tinny sounds emanating from Dad’s old radio. It also returns fond memories of him tinkering around in his shop with radios and televisions. With no formal schooling for the skill, Dad could fix about anything electric. When I was young, he had his own repair shop business until a flood took it away. If there is a radio shop in heaven I reckon he’s in it doing what he loved, tinkering and still smelling the roses.

My apologies, but sometimes I tend to wander off now back to Mr. Limbaugh. I’ve heard it declared that Rush Limbaugh saved AM radio. From the mid 60’s until I enlisted into the Army in 1971, I lived in Chicago. I listened to two AM stations WCFL and WLS both playing rock and roll top 40. On CFL I liked DJ Barney Pip who was a little wild with a strange voice for a DJ. On WLS, I liked Larry Lujack and Dick Biondi. I also liked the episodes of Chickenman, although I don’t remember which station. I was sitting in the kitchen of our cramped northside apartment one day eating a snack and listening to Biondi. He was talking as DJ’s do and he said, and this may not be his exact quote concerning mini-skirts, but it’s close, “If these skirts get any shorter the girls will have two more cheeks to powder and more hair to comb” I almost choked and I think soda pop came out of my nose. That was a tad risqué even for the free love 60’s. Biondi was fired for that one and eventually I believe just moved over to CFL. Like rock and roll on the AM, many of the old DJs have passed on. They’re all talk or sports stations now. It’s the Limbaugh influence.

Limbaugh has an incredibly large audience and probably is the prime driver behind the explosion of AM talk radio. So, the problem with journalism today is that so-called journalist rather than reporting factual news try out Limbaugh Rush Limbaugh. That’s a losing approach to their business. They simply cannot report concise, factual accounts of the news without ideologically slanting it with their personal views and opinions and all too frequently challenging what Mr. Limbaugh said. Envy is not a good attribute. If they did factual and unbiased reporting we wouldn’t need the sage Rush Limbaugh to sort it out for us. Once again God brings balance to the universe.

Now I’m not certain I know where I was headed with this one so I don’t know if I’m there yet, but like the old cowboy said, I know I like bacon. I also need to spend less time in the news and more time smelling the roses. And those old 60’s DJs on the satellite radio channel truly make me long for Pip, Lujack and Biondi. An occasional walk on the wild side is also good for the soul. I believe Limbaugh said he started as a top 40’s DJ. Now I bet that was interesting.

© 2018 J. D. Pendry J.D. Pendry’s American Journal

Choices to Make – there could not be a better laid plan to destroy our country than what is unfolding before us

It is hard to say how our country derailed or lay the blame for it on to one person. We’ve all had a role and I do have some things to say about it.
I pray every American is thinking hard about the choices before them and the future choices made brings.

It is sad for me to state it, but we’ve become a godless, hate filled nation. It is always worth remembering that God does not inspire hatred. He inspires greatness, justice, mercy and humbleness.

“He has shown you, O mortal, what is good. And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.” Micah 6:8

We’ve abandoned common decency. We show little respect to anyone who disagrees with us. The sad thing is, too many of us do not know what we believe and instead side with one group or the other out of ignorance and blind hatred. We’ve been led down this path by fallible people. People who are or would be our leaders are not ignorant of our history or how an economy works, but choose to distort or revise it to suit their motives. And those who are wholly ignorant choose to blindly follow a personality. Other than supernatural, there could not be a better laid plan to destroy our country than what is unfolding before us.

Americanism versus Socialism?

There are varying definitions of Americanism. It may mean holding to a collective identity, upholding traditions and values, the manner of using the English language, or a cultural style. Most anything can hang beneath that shingle. First, it means freedom and individual liberty as a human birthright. A birthright from God long preceding founding of the United States of America and is as old as humankind itself. It is an Americanism because it is the cornerstone of our great nation and guaranteed us by the law of the land. A laissez-faire economic system where transactions between private parties ought to be free of government interference is an Americanism. Because of the expansion of government and creeping socialist tendencies, keeping the government at bay is growingly more difficult than it should be. Each individual’s pursuit of happiness and wealth by providing goods and services others need and desire also provides employment for the producers. It is the circle of economic growth responsible for the wealthiest nation on earth. Even with that very basic understanding there is a threatening push for socialism.

How about the bottom line up front? If Socialism is such a panacea why does there always seem to be a caravan from failing Socialist countries headed to our undefended practically invisible borders. Short of war, the people in control of those countries will never change. Instead, they’ll open the pressure valve releasing the poverty stricken and uneducated for the journey north rather than allowing it to blow. There is a narcissistic view held by American Socialists that they are smarter and know how, under the veil of social justice, to make Socialism work. Never admitting that every attempt at Socialism has failed resulting in abject poverty and body counts into the hundreds of millions. Government is only marginally good at governing. When it controls the entire economic system, means of production and healthcare it isn’t even marginally good. In fact, it’s disastrous. Hitler was a Socialist. The biggest head scratcher is the most prominent voices pushing Socialism and Communism are the pampered and super wealthy such as entertainers and athletes where evidence of hard work and educational letters are a rarity. Wealthy only because they were blessed to be in America. They are the cheerleaders for the classless society. The society in which they’d never willingly belong.

Make the choice.

Open borders?

I’m married to a legal immigrant. Our country is filled with many legal immigrants who are assimilated American citizens making significant contributions to our country. I support legal immigration, but it must also be controlled.

Open borders are part of the globalist worldview supported by the ultra-wealthy. This is the worldview that brought about the no borders European Union. Mass migration into these open borders countries is causing untold problems, not the least of which is a failure to assimilate. In most all cases, they appear to be economic migrants rather than the purported war refugees. Difficult for any country to absorb, especially the European welfare states.

Open borders are what some are pushing for the USA. These are not spontaneous gatherings of humans. Instead it is a well-organized and supported assault on our sovereignty. These people are marching behind the flags of their countries toward our borders. They’re economic migrants not looking to assimilate, only to earn, in most cases tax free, money and send it back home to prop up the failing socialist economies they’ve fled. If Washington’s politicians want a look, just drive a short distance West on US Route 50 to Falls Church or a little way out Columbia Pike to Annandale. Read all of the “how to avoid immigration and ICE” posters at the restaurants and stores.

The bottom line? If we open our borders to all comers our country will simply cease to exist. We will only succeed in importing the socialism these economic migrants fled and if ever allowed citizenship and the right to vote we will have lost forever. Our country will break up quicker than you can say Balkanization.

Make a choice.

The New World Order?

This is the aim of the world’s ultra-wealthy the likes of George Soros and everything mentioned up to this point are just aims of the plan. Ultimately, one world governance, one world economy, one world religion… There would be the George Soros’s of the world and you and I in the serfdom. We would be the classless society. There is but one barrier for the New World Order. It’s the United States of America and thanks to the genius of our founders a free and armed society. We’ve had past presidents who subscribed to globalism and worked diligently to move us in that direction. What we have now, adored and hated, is a New World Order battering ram. In my lifetime, only Presidents Kennedy and Reagan spoke with as much passion about America and her greatness as does Donald Trump. Most assuredly Kennedy and Reagan spoke more eloquently and neither had a cell phone, but the message rings the same. We are a great and sovereign country capable of great things and we should strive to remain so. All three in their actions bucked the new world order. Kennedy was assassinated, Reagan was shot. With all the vitriol spewed daily toward President Trump we should, even if required to set aside blind hatred, pray for the safety of him and his family.

Make a choice.

© 2018 J. D. Pendry J. D. Pendry’s American Journal


Man Size It

Do you sometimes feel like you rolled over, stepped out of bed, and landed in another dimension? Or maybe there really is a Twilight Zone, “a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man.” No, that wouldn’t work because in our dimension that is a blatantly sexist expression.
It presumes that what’s known to women, men cannot grasp. But I don’t understand that either. Maybe women do know about the dimension that’s unknown to men. We are so jacked up that Ph. D. John Gray wrote a book designed to fix us. Men Are from Mars, Women Are from Venus: The Classic Guide to Understanding the Opposite Sex. I begins like this:

“Imagine that men are from Mars and women are from Venus. One day long ago the Martians, looking through their telescopes, discovered the Venusians. Just glimpsing the Venusians awakened feelings they had never known. They fell in love and quickly invented space travel and flew to Venus.”

In today’s world, our newfound dimension, we can’t have anything called “Mansized.” Seeing modern metro-sexual men walking around in skinny jeans I’m beginning to understand that thought process. I believe the aim is to remake men in the image of women. Would it be okay to have something Ladysized? Mansized, Ladysized, is there not a distinct difference? A difference the average asexual thinking human could readily grasp without being offended?

Let’s examine the opening paragraph of Dr. Gray’s book. The book whose stated purpose is A Practical Guide for Improving Communication and Getting What You Want in Your Relationships. What was acceptable in 1991 would today not pass the politically correct muster. The Doc would be scalded across many media platforms. His opening paragraph implies that men are intelligent enough to invent space travel while the women who awakened before unknown feelings apparently driving the men wild are mere objects of male sexual desire. Come on Doc. You can’t get away with that here in the Twilight Zone.

Hey, how about a Manwich for dinner. I guess that would be a mansized meal and therefore unacceptable. We could call it a bigwich. Could there be a shewich? Oh, a transwich. How about a kidwich? If you were passing through your favorite fast food drive through and the teenager on the microphone asked, “Can I mansize that for you?” wouldn’t you understand? Or would you be so offended that you’d pitch a hissy fit and drive away? I’m guessing you’d say hell yea and throw in some extra ketchup packets. Is hissy fit another sexual reference? If it is my apologies, remember that I’m wandering around in a dimension beyond that which is known to man.

Well, I did not put the bottom line up front. Had I, it would have been the top line. I’m just getting old and have no desire to relearn the English language or its common expressions. That would be a mansized headache. What got me off on this Sunday morning chat is that I hear the Kleenex company was pressured by a “social-media uproar” to change the name of its “Man Size” tissues. Actually, that’s not entirely true. What happened is an electric power line tower was blown over by yesterday’s high wind and most of the town is in the dark. No electric, no church services so I had a little extra time on my hands this morning.

How does social media pressure anyone into doing anything? If you’re not willing to stand up for anything, why are you even in business? Why not declare that you will now have a Ladysize and you’ll add a caption to the Mansize noting it’s also appropriate for women having mansized schnozollas? I guess there is a good outcome for some. On ebay, Vintage Man Size Kleenex is going for $29.95 a box.

Maybe you’re old enough to recall the dimension when masculinity actually sold products. Lava soap to wash the tough grease from your hands. The Marlboro Man of this dimension would be wearing skinny jeans and eyeliner.

© 2018 J. D. Pendry J. D. Pendry’s American Journal

Seasoned Citizens

I am officially old now. I have a federal government issued card in my wallet to prove it. I started working when I was 16. From every paycheck for the next five decades, I purchased that little card. Now some socialist nitwits, either in Congress or wanting to be, want to give everyone a card, even those here illegally, or more than likely give no one a card. Control healthcare, control the people is the adage. What’s worse, brainwashed people believing the government actually has free stuff, will vote for the idea. That’s fine, but even the marginally informed understand the government has no money. They collected my money for all those years and are still taxing the pension check. As President Regan put it concerning the government’s view of the economy, “If it moves, tax it. If it keeps moving regulate it.” That pretty much applies to people too. The government can only spend what it gets from taxpayers or prints and half of us pay no taxes. Either way, that puts us on the express train to a Venezuelan economy. No politician is brave enough to take away Medicare, but some are nutty enough to try to give it to everyone – every living human in the United States of America – meaning the health care you earned through your lifetime of coerced investment into that little card evaporates. Poof. You then become a question. Are you too old and expensive to get the healthcare you need and paid for? There are plenty of good reasons to vote. This is but one. Now that was depressing.

Being an official seasoned citizen is not all gloom and doom. Unless your kids have you destined for a nursing home. Just so you know, I have it from several former good sources nursing homes are not where you go to live. I qualify for all available senior citizen discounts, but have difficulty remembering that we get a grocery store discount the second Thursday of every month or for that matter which grocery store it is that gives it.

Over here in Wild and Wonderful, younger ladies call me sweetie or honey and sometimes even darlin’. I’m certain it’s because they believe me harmless. I am. The lady taking about a half dozen tubes of my blood down at the Doc’s office today was exceptionally flattering. When I rolled up my shirt sleeve, she told me not so high because she wanted to put the rubber band around my shirt sleeve so as to keep it from pulling my arm hair. And that’s another thing about us older guys. We’re apt to have more hair growing out of our ears than from the top of our head. Anyway, I thanked her for that and pointed out that she was the first ever I recall doing that. Then she shared a story about her Dad. Turns out Dad had an emergency appendectomy. She pointed with her eyes and said, “they didn’t even shave him down there.” In a rare moment of speechlessness, I winced. She then explained how she had to use a safety razor to help him cut off the tape. All the while she’s telling the story I’m becoming a little concerned and thinking that maybe this is just too much information. She pressed a piece of gauze over my wound and taped it down right over my hairy arm. She smiled and said, “I left a little tab on the end, love, so you could pull it off easily.” I slipped away while she wished me a good day. Don’t get me wrong. I like it when people are pleasant, especially when they’re poking a siphon hose into my arm, but you can put too much honey on a biscuit. It makes us old guys a little anxious. It’s like the movie Misery where Kathy Bates hobbled James Caan. “Shhh darling. Trust me.”

The journey to seasoned citizenship goes by much too fast, but there are some perks once you get here. Afternoon naps, seven-day weekends and weekday matinees come to mind. There isn’t much that we haven’t seen before except for possibly butts hanging out of ill-fitting trousers. If you think skinny jeans are a new fad you are too not familiar with the 50s and 60s. There are too many doctors in our lives, but I guess we can be grateful we have access to them. We can also be grateful for our lives in the greatest country God ever made possible. There is another of those paid for human caravans headed for our borders. Whoever organized and sponsored this invasion, and it is no doubt an invasion, is an enemy of the state and need to be treated so. They do not wish us well. No borders mean no USA, a globalist vision. Those of us who’ve been blessed to live our lives here, need to use the full weight of our vote to keep it.

© 2018 J. D. Pendry J. D. Pendry’s American Journal.


An ideologue activist court or a Constitutional originalist court?

“The biggest myth about judges is that they’re somehow imbued with greater insight, wisdom, and vision than the rest of us; that for some reason God Almighty has endowed them with superior judgement about justice and fairness. But the truth is that judges are men and women with human imperfections and frailties. Some have been brilliant, principled, and moral. Others have been mentally impaired, venal, and even racist.” Mark R. Levin, Men In Black

Mark R. Levin’s Men in Black: How the Supreme Court Is Destroying America is a go to book for anyone wanting to learn about the Supreme Court but more specifically about Supreme Court Justices and how some historical decisions, as Levin puts it, are destroying America. Levin superbly supports his thesis with facts, temperament and decision-making processes of the various Justices, and decisions that wreak of social/political activism rather than constitutionalism. Armed with this understanding of the Court’s history, it’s easy to understand why certain of our country’s political and activist factions adamantly oppose having a Constitutional originalist seated on the Supreme Court. Instead, the prefer activist judges pulling decisions from ideology rather than the original text and intent of the Constitution.

There is a theme running through some of these courts that undermines the Constitution and block by block disassembles the Republic. Justice Thurgood Marshall explained it by sharing that he did not believe “that the meaning of the Constitution was forever “fixed” at the Philadelphia convention” implying that original text and intent are not firm and using bases that agrees with his worldview the Constitution can mean whatever he or the court deems it to mean. Justice Ginsburg explained her views on the topic by stating that sometimes “boldly dynamic interpretation departing radically from the original understanding” of the Constitution is sometimes necessary. Necessary why? So laws the founders never intended can materialize in the court’s chambers? Others, Kennedy, O’Conner, and Stevens believe when making decisions we must also consider international law so as to align ourselves globally. The purview of the Supreme Court does not include rewriting the Constitution from the bench or making America more palpable to the global community.

By now, you’ve certainly seen the video of the woman pounding on and clawing at the doors of the Supreme Court. It’s frightening to witness such conduct. In any context, is this normal behavior? We do not tolerate this from our toddlers. People who act this hysterically are dangerous to themselves and our country. Put ANTIFA masks over their faces and they would cheerfully and brutally march you off to the ovens. It’s serious mental derangement inspired and encouraged by a major political party. This, from the people who want to call the rest of us NAZIs among other things. The same people who will stoop to any level to disqualify a judge.

Hugo Black built the one wall Progressives love.

In 1937, President Franklin Roosevelt (FDR) appointed Hugo Black a former Klu Klux Klansman to the court. Justice Black built the mythical wall that progressives love. The establishment clause is quite clear declaring the government, “can make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting free exercise thereof.” The original intent protects the people from federal government establishment of a state religion such as the Church of England. Justice Black when writing the court decision for Everson v Board of Education, relied on the metaphorical statement, “wall of separation between Church & State” found in a letter written by Thomas Jefferson to the Danbury, Connecticut Baptist community. He then stated that the establishment clause, whose original intent was to restrict activities of the federal government regarding establishing a religion, also applied to state and local governments. Since 1947, the mythical “wall of separation” is the bludgeon used by Progressives to prohibit the free exercise of religion. It’s the wall that’s destroying our country’s Christian based culture rather than protecting it from government established religion as originally intended. In Justice Ginsburg’s words it was a “boldly dynamic interpretation departing radically from the original understanding”. Our country would be better off if we adopted the view of Justice William Rehnquist: “the “wall of separation between church and State” is a metaphor based on bad history, a metaphor which has proved useless as a guide to judging. It should be frankly and explicitly abandoned.”

In 1962, another Justice Black behind the wall ruling (Engel v. Vitale) held that school sponsored non-denominational prayer violated the establishment clause of the first amendment. There have been countless court orders prohibiting prayer at school graduations and sporting events most championed by the organization whose name implies it stands for civil liberties.

It is possible to resist. In his book, Persecution: How Liberals Are Waging War Against Christians, David Limbaugh recounts a story from my hometown. A federal judge outlawed a student-led prayer at the St. Albans High School graduation. He also awarded legal fees to the 18-year-old atheist who brought the suit. The judge decided the student-led prayer would likely cause irreparable harm to the atheist. During a moment of silence, more than 100 students stood, bowed their heads, and recited the Lord’s prayer. Irreparable harm? The atheist student did not attend the graduation ceremony.

In 1973, Justice Harry Blackmun found a “zone of privacy” in the Constitution which according to him included the right to abortion.

“Blackmun felt that the right to privacy, where ever it comes from, includes the right to abortion. Do not look any further for legal argument amidst the voluminous opinion, because it does not exist. Perhaps the excessive historical analysis was included to compensate for the lack of legal analysis.” Mark R. Levin, Men In Black

Following Justice Blackmun’s decision, nearly 58 million unborn children have lost their right to life.

Every right and the freedom we cherish is at risk with anything less than a court of Constitutional originalists. Mark R. Levin sums it up quite well:

“Activist judges have taken over school systems, prisons, private-sector hiring and firing practices, and farm quotas; they have ordered local governments to raise property taxes and states to grant benefits to illegal immigrants; they have expelled God, prayer and the Ten Commandments from the public square; they’ve endorsed severe limits on political speech; and they’ve protected virtual child pornography, racial discrimination in law school admissions, flag burning, the seizure of private property without just compensation, and partial-birth abortion. They’ve announced that morality alone is an insufficient bases for legislation. Courts now second-guess the commander in chief in time of war and confer due process rights to foreign enemy combatants. They intervene in the electoral process.”

Forget liberal or conservative labels. The difference between a judge and an ideologue is that a judge can put aside ideology, whether liberal or conservative, and arrive at decisions based on the historically supported original intent of the Constitution. We’ve witnessed the lengths some are willing to go to prevent such judges from being seated.

If saving the Republic from the ongoing “fundamental transformation” is important to you then there exists a no more vital reason to vote.

© 2018 J. D. Pendry J. D. Pendry’s American Journal


The light shines brightly on the USA

I am listening to Beethoven with background nature sounds. Odd you might think for a 60’s Rock and Roll guy. I like country and bluegrass too, although not so much the nasally new country. Yeah, I know. Who cares?

I am tiring of the deafening human racket. That happens and then I need a serious brain break. First, I pressure washed the house. Dang near took the siding off. After that, I repainted my storage building. Barn red is one of my favorite colors. I finally ran out of stuff to do that could take my mind off our country’s plight. I came in through the laundry room. There I left a pile of soiled and paint stained clothing. I showered, sat down in the kitchen, made a cup of coffee and reached for the TV remote. Suzie-Q gave me the look and said rather firmly, “No more! Go to your room and do something!” As usual she was right, so I headed for the bunker. To spite a strong urge to open the web browser, I pulled up the play list I titled “Thinking Sounds” that includes everything from Beethoven to some light instrumental blues to smooth jazz. So here I sit.

From my aching head, I needed to remove mentally created images of Washington crumbling, our broken culture and our broken people. People hopelessly lost in a nightmare existing only in their minds. Their fears magnified by unethical people willing to rerun them through torturous memories just to score a perverse political victory. A victory where everyone loses. Our country loses. Our Constitutional Republic loses. The people lose. A victory without winners. It’s fitting I guess.

Do you pray? Do you believe in the power of prayer? I certainly do and for deeply personal reasons. Sometimes I just need to talk it out and who better with than my maker. I pray for our country. I pray for our political leaders. Yes, even the ones I detest. I ask God to grant them enough wisdom and clarity to understand the ramifications of their actions. Help them understand that their existence is as brief as the morning mist, but people endure results of their actions, good or evil, for generations. The country they build or tear down is the inheritance they leave their children and grandchildren. Help them to see beyond the end of their noses and the next election.

I have prayed God would shine his light over this country that claims to trust in Him. Evil cannot exist in the light. I prayed that all Americans clearly see the depth of corruption existing in our country many decades. That they would clearly see the lengths people are willing to go to destroy someone who does not share their views. I prayed that He would stand up a leader to boldly battle. I believe my prayers are being answered.

Fur Elise with songbirds singing background.

“if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.” 2 Chronicles 7:14

In a few hours, the United States Senate will vote to confirm or not a man to a seat on the Supreme Court. A man whose life and family were virtually destroyed on an allegation to which there is no supporting evidence and not a single corroborating witness. One of the primary building blocks of our foundation, the presumption of innocence, is being obliterated. Spare me the “it’s a job interview” BS. The presumption of innocence is the bedrock of a free nation. What’s happening in our country right now is what might happen in Putin’s Russia. Just an allegation and you are off to Siberia.

The light was shining brightly as Americans watched the entire show.

© 2018 J. D. Pendry J. D. Pendry’s American Journal