Now is the time to bring it to the enemy. Consolidate the victory. I volunteer to be the Science Advisor. Or Advisor for the Official Advisor. My platform (in brief).
God bless us all.
I made rather merry and so do not have a full post. So I ask: Your thoughts?
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I'm going to write here one thing I will not write anywhere else.
In 1972, Nixon won big time. Some say he won in spite of sending the military to open fire at university students. I say not in spite, but because of that.
If the universitarian leftists maskholes begin a revolution, for the genocide against the Palestinians, or any other reason, no one should object if Trump goes full Nixon. Genocide is bad, but Leftists should not be forgiven to use that only when the press agitates them against Trump.
However, the Teachers and the Journalists are first in line. Leave students last, so that they see, and get to deduce something.
But, before quenching revolutions of lefty totalitarians, there is also the issue of the Hellmouth of the Left Coast and its corporations and companies. And the CEOs, CFOs, CTOs, and SDG & DIE experts. And how they enforced murderous vaccine mandates with glee.
I think it would be good for the US to declare any foreigner linked with the WEF in any way as persona non grata and do not let them enter the country, or its territories and dependencies, for a few decades.
Ring Out, Wild Bells
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes
But ring the fuller minstrel in.
Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.
Ring out old shapes of foul disease;
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson