Bombs Away
They gave us the finger
This has been the longest dry spell for me I can ever recall. I usually have half a dozen columns swirling through my head. Some completed sitting on my desktop for further review. Others waiting to be finished.
These past weeks I’ve been unable to write anything.
Why?
That’s what I’ve been asking myself every day.
As soon as I start to approach writing a national or world topic, the situation changes. I can’t ever recall seeing such a flurry of activity going on all at once. Massive fraud, the Epstein saga, Maduro, Iran and every step of the way the democrats take the wrong side.
Yet that shouldn’t be enough to make my mind go blank. So I opted for a bit of rambling.
We all have personal things we deal with. Our own demons or family problems. A lot of the times for many it’s financial. You combine external, political and personal things swirling in your head and you can become that deer in headlights. That’s where I am right now. And I know I’m not alone. Many, if not all of you are or have been in similar situations.
No matter how hard you try to compartmentalize and move forward, your head can be clogged to such a degree, it’s impossible to clear it.
As Americans, we’ve got it made. Plenty of energy to keep the lights on, gas to warm the homes, grocery stores filled with everything we can possibly ever need and freedoms other countries can only dream about. So why do we worry so much? Why are so many people on anti-depressants, take calming drugs, drink alcohol and require therapy to get through our daily lives?
I love reading end of the world novels. A little twisted I know but I find the writers of these books to be almost psychologists. Once the Electromagnetic Pulse (EMP) hits the country and the lights go out, humans must immediately launch into survival mode. Only two things matter anymore, food and water. In a very short time society turns into a Lord of the Flies. We revert to being animals in a human jungle of survival of the fittest. Just think how quickly you’re “starving” if you miss breakfast and lunch.
The shift from switching the light on, hopping into fifty-thousand-dollar car (cheap these days), turn on the heat or AC, sipping your latte, topping off the gas tank and complain it costs too much; you are now forced to scrounge up a can of beans. All those things that used to be so important have become meaningless.
I also still enjoy watching Survivor. I’m entertained witnessing human creatures change and reveal who they are in a condensed time span. Mostly driven by hunger and the love of money.
It too is remarkable what we are beholding globally occurring in rapid fire. I recall years ago watching a documentary of young boys in a desert schoolhouse being told to chant repeatedly death to America. Those boys are the terrorists and leaders of the American haters today. They are the very ones whose veins are filled with a loathing and one focus; all Americans must die. They don’t care what political flavor you indulge in.
It runs parallel with our own education system. For years American youngsters and college kids have been taught how bad their country is. Those are the same propagandized fragile minds on the left of today who are indirectly aiding terrorists to undermine the very soil upon which they walk. We all walk. Maybe it’s not even indirectly, maybe it’s fully intentional.
The world has been getting away with it being vogue to hate America. And all with the blessing and support from our own socialists and democrats. In some respects, they are like spy moles hiding in plain sight helping foreign and domestic terrorists and malevolent countries doing their dirty work for them.
Or course fanatics wanted to kill Trump. Americans wanted Trump dead. Still do.
Iran is finally being called out on the flying carpet and forced to pay for their arrogance. There is no individual, certainly no American president, who would have taken the necessary action required against Iran. Against Venezuela. Against all those who think America had become a pushover, a bunch of pansies. Biden’s minions jeopardized America nearly to the point of no return.
Should the buckling of Iran, Venezuela, Cuba, all the drug lords and even Greenland come to fruition, Trump will have brought global peace. Of course, every good plan can falter or fail, but if Trump unites most of the world, the bad guys will have no choice but to behave. Instead of building bombs they can build prosperity.
All the while, Trump like no president before will have kept his promise, America First.
As a side note, don’t let the democrats fool you. They love this war. They feel higher gas prices will give them the ammunition and an edge in the midterms. They’ve been wrong about everything else.
By the way, where did climate change go?