Americans can’t hate Islam enough and those who advocate for Sharia Law within our borders as they demand to see Islam reign supreme over America.
We now have millions of them in the country now taking over one city government after the next, university after university and partying in the chaos they are unleashing at every level of government, from the local to the states and federal.
One of the things Trump has gotten right is he has basically reduced immigration from Muslim nations by ninety-six percent this term, although many Muslims are still entering by way of family kinships and chain migration. And then there are the Special Immigration Visas by which we still find Muslims from Afghanistan entering the nation, under only God knows what sort of authority and vetting.
It should be of some great interest to many American patriots that the U.S. Supreme Court will be hearing arguments concerning semiautomatic rifle bans put into “law” by Illinois and Connecticut on December 2nd 2026. Notoriously slow to act, we may not see their ruling until next summer, but hopefully they will in fact prove me wrong and act sooner. 
At the core of our country rests many millions of these same type of strong-willed independent Americans willing to do any and everything to ensure that their families and communities remain safe and free. And although I still believe America will not be saved until we fight another bloody, violent full-blown civil war at some point in the not too distant future, I do believe that we will see a very large percentage of Her patriots emerge on the other side in victory, still ready to get on with the necessary work to keep the engines of this country humming along strong and sound and get on with the business of working, loving, and livin’ free for all the rest of their days. 
The sun was beginning to settle behind the western ridge, when I pulled an old wooden chair out onto the back porch, set my coffee beside me, and leaned back far enough that the chair gave a little groan beneath my weight. I took that as a good sign. A chair that has known you for twenty years and still complains when you sit down is a chair with character, and I have always trusted character more than furniture advertised as “ergonomically engineered.”
The most serious threat to American liberty today is not a single cabal but a convergence of three powerful institutions — the national-security bureaucracy, the global technology industry, and the administrative regulatory state — that together create a system of soft despotism that is far more durable than any elected official.
Come what may over the next decade, should I be so fortunate to live so long, I won’t go quiet if things take a turn for the worse – Heaven Forbid – and our nation’s commies take all three branches of government into their destructive, filthy hands. I won’t back down.
The first shots were fired in Ohio, although for several weeks afterward nobody could agree upon what they meant. There had been violence before, enough of it that Americans had grown accustomed to the vocabulary devised to make violence sound less frightening than it was. A shooting outside a courthouse became an “altercation.” An attack upon a federal facility became an “isolated incident.” A confrontation between opposing political demonstrations became a “disturbance.”
On the morning of August 20th 2032, the President of the United States looked out through the tall windows of the East Room and saw a city that no longer seemed entirely certain of itself. Washington had always possessed a peculiar confidence, the confidence of a place in which decisions were made, and consequences happened somewhere else, beyond the Potomac, beyond the marble facades and guarded doors. Even when the country was angry, Washington generally seemed serene.
When our leaders first let Muslims to immigrate to America and set up shop, so to speak, with all that means, it was the greatest mistake that any past leaders had ever made in all of American history, and I believe what we have witnessed from this demographic within our country bears out the truth of my assertion.
This is something we all hope will never come to pass in America, but the way things have gone in the country since 2008, it’s not out of the realm of possibilities, depending on what direction America chooses after Trump is gone. Let’s hope and pray this is really just a figment of my imagination and not a prophecy of things to come.
America may have been founded upon freedom and liberty, but our Constitution was never intended to be a suicide pact and a tool, for foreign and domestic enemies alike, to use to destroy Her. The nation was founded upon several well-reasoned Western and Christian principles, to serve, protect and defend all who came to Her shores, and they work perfectly well when wielded by moral people intent on living in equality under the law rather than seeking privilege above and beyond the natural and inalienable God-given rights of all men and women; and those principles and this Constitution were never meant to pave the way for foreign anti-freedom and anti-American tyrannical ideologies to carve out a place within our country and proceed to hollow out our rule of law and destroy everything good and decent that was used to build America. 
I am beyond sick to death of these constant betrayals by our Presidents, Representatives and Senators, and I can only imagine millions of other fine, decent patriotic Americans are as well. Our Government is going to keep fucking around, ’til the American people turn on it with a vengeance and burn the entire mutherfuckin’ thing to the ground.
I had been giving the American miracle some significant amount of thought over the past few weeks, as the 250th Anniversary of America’s Independence loomed closer, and I wanted to provide and entirely upbeat, positive view for America’s future, as I wrote the following essay. But we must acknowledge all the bad and those matters and people dragging Her under today, in order to be able to present any truthful assessment for what Her future may hold.
A song I recently “discovered” on TikTok, entitled ‘Alone’, had a theme of unimaginable acceptance of death and a defeatist attitude that made me hurt for the person who was so low in his life to even have thought to create such a song. It made me contemplate how many men and women might be in just such similar circumstances, that they view their daily lives as a burden and prefer to welcome death, as if finding a new friend. 
Back when I was a younger man I used to outwork any two men – well, maybe not any. I did have a great friend, Irvin Harrell who’d go step for step with me on any given day of the week. But the amazing thing was that the older I got the more I saw young men who were doing half the work I used to do getting paid twice the money; by the time I hit 50, I could outwork any three – of what passed for men on any given day of the week.