Joe McCarthy referred to the administrations of FDR and Truman as “twenty years of treason.” Now there is a gang posing as a government, which has given us four years of foolishness followed by an encore. And the sound you hear is the whoosh of electrons in their orbits.
Politicians can ignore nonsense and state the facts. The self-styled “mainstream” press could stop crowing about the First Amendment and not put falsehood on an equal footing with truth. Nothing is stopping them but the contest in their breasts between courage and cowardice.
Today a moanarch* sits on his gold-plated throne and whines. Offenses are no longer against the United States but against him. In between them, he pays endless tributes to self.
The crowning achievement of the gentleman from New York, in displaying his disdain for the United States of America, is Air Bribe One. (Article I, Section 9, Clause 8) His Peyronie pardons, of supporters involved in the Battle of Capitol Hill on January 6, 2021, pale in comparison. Emolument Clause One takes off strutting and posing and lands flapping its wings in your face.
Before the Constitution, there was an oath—at the end of the country's birth certificate. And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor. That parchment in the Archives has meaning because of the Founders' deeds. They said goodbye to monarchy and were willing to die as they waved.
The oath is the most important of the Constitution, and the last line in the Declaration must be kept in mind when saying “So help me God.” For the institutions of the Republic will not stand if those who take the oath sit on their hands.
“WE” is the first word in the Constitution. The only time “I” appears is in the oath. The “I” acts on behalf of the “WE.” But the time has not come, it is overdue.
Narcissus gazed into nature's mirror, enamored of self. The gentleman from New York alters the nation's Reflecting Pool to be worthy of his image. His tastelessness is giving tacky a bad name. For him, there is no “WE”—only “me, me, me.”
“Corruption stinks” is usually metaphorical. But the gentleman from New York has created a swamp and jumped in with both feet. And an American Renaissance cannot begin until “WE” knock down the ballroom, the Arc d' Traitor, and use Air Bribe One for target practice. Then “WE” can rebuild the East Wing and present him with a bill for all the damage he has caused.
(c)2026 Marvin D. Jones. All rights reserved.
A moanarch is a man who would be king, sees himself as a victim, and complains nonstop.
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