Well, here we are.
I’m an old guy. I was born a couple of years before Ike Eisenhower was elected US President. It was at the height of American power. Eisenhower had fought the Nazis to surrender. Our industrial power was unmatched in pounding out everything from slingshots, aircraft carriers, and to space weapons.
What happened? Why did our heavy industry slide into oblivion? This unprecedented industrial disappearance seems to mirror the rise of empty suits, the non-entities, directing our nation. Today these non-entities, politicians with no real-world experience, solons who have spent their lives in DC, seem to have just one or two beliefs, are in charge.
I grew up in upstate New York. And in those long-lost days, the NY governor was a guy named W. Averell Harriman. This gentleman, a Democrat, was the special envoy of America during WWII and was a driven man who took actual stands on issues while drawing support across both aisles. Today, NY is governed by another non-entity, a woman named Kathy Hochul. She is part and parcel of the mob chorus which demonstrates how far we have fallen. She loves open borders, illegal aliens, and demands we all acknowledge that infanticide is somehow related to a woman’s “health” and that woman’s choice to be “healthy” is only possible thanks to abortion. And Kathy hates guns.
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When I was coming up, my old man collected Civil War revolvers and we’d shoot these black powder cap and ball revolvers at the rifle range. Following this exciting excitement, we’d go to a diner with my old man toting a Navy Colt .36 with an ivory handle on his hip as naturally as the necktie he wore to trade commodities. Today, a similar guy would be arrested and do hard time for such open insouciance. Imagine, a businessman walking around with iron low on his hip while sporting khaki pants and a Lacoste polo shirt. Nobody cared, and not a single social justice warrior used a discouraging word about those obvious micro aggressions.
Today, I happily live in New Hampshire, for which I consider myself extremely lucky. From my home in the trees, I can see fellow travelers destroying our nation. Governor Charlie Baker of Massachusetts just vetoed a bill that awards driver’s licenses to non-citizens in a shock to his supporters. His veto was then overridden by the hapless legislature who are, again, making another bold step on the road to our destruction and helping to swamp us here with non-citizens voting for Biden’s, Pelosi’s, Hassan’s, and Kuster’s party. And what a party it is, having spent tens of millions of dollars in unsuccessful attempts to destroy Donald Trump because, in simplest terms, he beat the long anointed Democrat Hillary Clinton fair and square in 2016.
In New Hampshire, we are “dealing” with Senator Maggie Hassan who is, as far as her communiques go, just a two-issue representative this year. She has sent me two missives, one decrying the cost of prescriptions while our nation crumbles about us and the second, with Roe v. Wade having been found devoid of the constitutional protections it was supposed to have perpetuity because a number of justices had read the Constitution, that the “Magster” will continue to fight for those non-existent and non-enumerated rights while we burn. Meanwhile, we’re being led to the growing bonfire of our clearly enumerated constitutional rights by an elderly fop who, when not vacationing at one of his homes, is happily tearing up and tossing the scraps of the first and second amendments into the growing conflagration.
Maggie Hassan has voted the straight Chuck Schumer-approved ticket, time after time, never even quantifying the growing inanity she supports with any sort of clearly elucidated position which could benefit us here in New Hampshire. Chuck will say “jump” and Maggie Hassan doesn’t even ask how high anymore. Nope, she’ll just toss off an “aye-aye, sir” as if she lives in a vacuum, and her votes for the laws girding our current horror are made as if they have no consequences. They do and she is another fraud of a hoax or just an empty suit that we can ill afford.
I cannot find anything she has supported which does anything but constrain us, economically, politically and debase our GGod-given rights, which are so clearly defined in our Declaration of Independence and our marvelous Constitution. Yet she remains our US Senator, coyly buoying up the faltering Biden regime, whose first family is wound as tightly and as surely as wires on a rotor coil wrapped around an iron core propelling the expensive e-cars Biden loves, to vast fortunes issuing from Red China. Hunter Biden is no Rembrandt or Montague Dawson and that’s the joke of his operating this portal for seemingly endless far-Left riches “gifted” to him from billionaire Democrat cognoscenti and oriental fat cats for his paint by numbers “art”. As endless as his ability to churn out worthless pap in an honest market.
As Tom Wolfe put it so adroitly, “You’re either on the bus or you’re off.” By her comments and votes, Maggie Hassan is firmly hugging a coveted seat on that unbalanced runaway Democrat-Biden bus hurtling toward our economic and political destruction. The impending high-speed crash will signal the ruination of more American businesses, but those are the breaks when a congress of Democrats make an omellette.
