Thursday, December 8, 2016


I have taken considerable trouble to LISTEN to MOST of Mr.Trump's extended remarks thanks largely to C-Span. The picture one gets of Mr. Trump when he is freed from biased, agenda-driven "editing" and the tendentiously selected “sound bites” produced by the enemedia is very different from the grotesque caricature the media has perpetually made of him.

If you had stayed up, as I did, to witness Election Evening's  historic event in its entirety, you would have had the chance to hear Mr. Trump's acceptance speech, which came close to 3:00 AM. He was extraordinarily gracious, generous, quiet-spoken, and kind to point of magnanimity. 

What impresses me most about the way Mr. Trump has generally addressed his audience during this campaign is the way he never fails to include his hearers with talk of “US” and "WE working together for OUR country." He doesn’t CONDESCEND to the millions upon millions of people who have flocked to his rallies all over the country. 

A stark contrast to Mr. Obama's dour, humorless, perpetually lecturing –– or downright rabble-rousing –– tone, and incessant use of the first person pronoun "I" in nearly every sentence of every public statement he's ever made. And then we’ve had Mrs. Clinton's Academy Award Winning evocation of a shrewish Mother-in-Law from Hell scolding everyone in sight on general principles –– OR –– Nurse Ratched coldly and cruelly presiding over a Pscyho Ward filled with dangerous lunatics.

In contrast Mr. Trump never fails to acknowledge and give thanks to those who have helped him along the way. He does this amiably with considerable warmth and even affection. Unlike Mrs. Clinton's harsh, toneless, abrasive, uncultivated, unmodified Midwestern twang, Mr. Trump's tone, –– despite his limited vocabulary, inelegant phraseology, and painfully obvious NOO YAWK upbringing ––, is gracious, gentle and genuinely appreciative when speaking to or about those who have aided and applauded him during the arduous process of campaigning. 

Of course, I may well be wrong in my enthusiastic appraisal of Mr. Trump's performance, but I have watched him closely for at least six months, and have seen him evolve and grow tremendously along the way.

If you received your impression of Mr. Trump only from sound bites and video clips heavily edited to present him in the most unflattering light possible, it's unlikely you've really seen him at all.

In answer to those who perpetually accuse him along with Mrs. Clinton of being “the two most unpopular candidates we’ve ever run,” and then insisting he “knows nothing,” and has been “incapable of addressing specifics” I have listened to him in depth, and found him to be far more astute, far better attuned to reality, and far more aware of the acute dangers we face than anyone I could name, since Richard Nixon, who, –– unlike the maladroit Mrs. Clinton ––,  really was “the best-prepared politician ever to run for the office of the president.” 

Like most I regarded Mr.Trump as a vain, bombastic boor at first, but I have since come to realize that there could be no reason for him to have put himself through the grueling, viciously insulting process he's endured for fifteen months other than a genuine desire to help rescue our country from the steep downward spiral on which the Leftists, the RINO’s, and the International Elitists have so callously –– and so stupidly –– put us. 

I believe Mr. Trump when he says he loves this country, is grateful to her, and feels a moral obligation to “give back.”

In contrast I've never been able to believe a SINGLE THING Mrs. Clinton has said in public. She continually radiates excessive pride, conceit, arrogance, an unwarranted sense of entitlement, blatant hypocrisy, and a cold, –– almost reptilian ––,  detachment in the way she habitually treats and regards others. Not only have I found her unappealing to the point of repugnance; I also find her frightening. She is a person I'd make every effort to avoid meeting if ever I had the misfortune to find myself sharing the same street with her.

With that in mind naturally I rejoice at her resounding, humiliating defeat, and the near-certainty that neither she nor her lecherous, ill-bred consort in corruption are ever likely to sully our political process again.  I’m content to let them keep their ill-gotten gains, as long as they withdraw into Obscurity, and suffer a similar fate to that endured by the Duke and Duchess of Windsor.

Monday, December 5, 2016




How Could It Be That Very Smart, High-Achieving People like Jill Stein (Harvard magna cum laude) Could Be So Wrong, And Act So Stupidly?

Thursday, December 1, 2016

This is My Country! 

This is my country! Land of my birth!
This is my country! Grandest on earth!
I pledge thee my allegiance, America, the bold,
For this is my country to have and to hold.

What diff'rence if I hail from North or South
Or from the East or West?
My heart is filled with love for all of these.
I only know I swell with pride and deep within my breast
I thrill to see Old Glory paint the breeze.

This is my country! Land of my birth!
This is my country! Grandest on earth!
I pledge thee my allegiance, America, the bold,
For this is my country to have and to hold.

With hand upon heart I thank the Lord For this my native land,
For all I love is here within her gates.
My sould is rooted deeply in the soil on which I stand,
For these are mine own United States.

This is my country! Land of my choice!
This is my country! Hear my proud voice!
I pledge thee my allegiance, America, the bold,
For this is my country! To have and to hold.

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

To Thanksgiving

This holiday is often overlooked
One feels, because it doesn’t generate
The flow of cash, the airlines overbooked,
Hysteria at fear of being late.
A humble, homey, family-style affair,
No supernatural glamour European
Kicks Concupiscence awake to dare
Sobriety to drink and make a scene.
Giving thanks for what one has is not 
In fashion in this Age of Gimmemore.
Virtue, quaintly comical, has got
Inhibited. It fears to be a bore.
Nothing satisfies, however wild, like
Giving thanks for home in manner childlike.

~ FreeThinke, The Sandpiper, Autumn, 1996

For once I’ll keep it simple. This turkey’s festive plumage says it all.
~ FreeThinke


Monday, November 21, 2016

Here he is, 
Our New President
Here he is, our ideal
The dreams of a million men
Who are more than pretty
Come true in our Capital City
We're sure he'll turn out to be
The King of Maganimity

Here he is, 
Our New President
Here he is, our ideal
With so much charm
He’ll take DeeCee by storm
With his tall, imposing 
Face and Form
And Free he is
Treading the Sea he is
Mighty as could be he is

The Song in ts Original Version

Friday, November 18, 2016

Do you think the First Amendment should protect LIARS and allow the LIES they tell to be REPEATED and MAGNIFIED endlessly as a deliberate matter of policy in the ENEMEDIA?

Do you believe any fanciful statement or exaggeration to be a LIE, and that ALL such remarks should be given EQUAL WEIGHT with Libel, Slander, and dark Deception that have the capacity to poison young minds, pollute our culture, and endanger our national security?

Has she been punished enough?

Sunday, November 13, 2016


What do you think needs to be done for all those who will lose the health insurance they recently gained, if Obamacare is repealed?

Many of those people suffer from cancer and other chronic debilitating diseases.

Do you think they should just be ignored and allowed to live in desperation and die in agony, just because they’ve had 
bad luck?

The quality of mercy is not strain’d,
It droppeth, as the gentle rain from heaven 
Upon the place beneath: it is twice bless'd; 
It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes: 
'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes 
The throned monarch better than his crown; 
His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, 
The attribute to awe and majesty, 
Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; 
But mercy is above this sceptred sway, 
It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, 
It is an attribute to God himself; 
And earthly power doth then show likest God's 
When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, [you],
Though justice be thy plea, consider this— 
That in the course of justice, none of us 
Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy; 
And that same prayer, doth teach us all to render 
The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much, 
To mitigate the justice of thy plea, 
Which if thou follow, this strict court of Venice 
Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there. 

~ Shakespeare - The Merchant of Venice