America’s Thief-in-Chief delivered a fatuous, cringe-worthy Hate Speech to the Nation full of calumny, lies, and distortions. Let’s itemize this abomination.
For openers, his entire address of over an hour was based on the only argument the Democrats have put forward on their own behalf in the last five years: Trump hate. And hatred of America.
A specter is haunting the Democrat Party — the specter of inflation.
Inflation is an insidious tax that robs the poor and the middle class. It favors the U.S. government, the world’s biggest debtor, because the government expects to pay back its creditors in Monopoly money. It crushes the real earnings of the vast majority of American households and destroys their savings.
That’s what the Democrats are up to. And that’s what might bring them down–just as 12% inflation brought down Jimmy Carter in 1980.
That’s their dream, a country where you live in terror of them because you can never be sure that what you are doing or failing to do is suddenly going to be criminalized.
Take the whole imbroglio about Stabby Girl, the teen psycho in Ohio who decided to filet a girl in front of a cop.
The US Post Office is spying on your social media posts. Yes, really!
In case you didn't know it, the outside of every letter and package is scanned by the USPO and the scans are sent to the NSA for permanent retention. This is called a mail cover. It was once done manually on the mail of suspected organized organized crime members. We Normals are now all under suspicion, and no warrant is needed; your tax dollars at work!
Fifty years ago – August 1971 – I was able to climb the Great Pyramid of Cheops all the way to the top. 450 feet high, 4,000 years old, the only one of the original Seven Wonders of the World to still exist, it was my first time in Egypt and I had to give it a go.
Of course, this is illegal. So I waited near sunset and all the tourists had gone, walked around to the northwest corner hidden from most views where there was one lonely guard. I gave him 20 Egyptian pounds which made him very happy, and up I went. Each block at the bottom is about five feet tall and gets smaller as you climb, with over 200 stone layers or “courses” base to apex. The top is flat, about 10-foot square – the limestone casing reaching a point gone long ago.
I was a philosophy doctoral student back then, so I sat down, took out from my daypack Aristotle’s Nicomachean Ethics, and read my idol’s wisdom in the light of the setting sun. It was a sunset I’ll never forget, too mesmerized by the moment to take a picture. The photo is of me taken recently where I began my climb of decades ago. (Glimpses of Our Breathtaking World #126 Photo ©Jack Wheeler)
It’s found here – the fishing port of the ancient village of Sesimbra in Portugal. 3,000 years ago it was called Sempsibriga – high place or briga of the Sempsi Celts. So much of Europe is gone now, steamrollered by modernity. Not here, where Portuguese fishermen sail out in their tiny boats for their daily catch as they have for countless generations. The best fish you’ve ever had is in Sesimbra’s local restaurants – wow, is the swordfish good.
While Portugal is a First World country with all the modernity you could ask for, it is unique not only for the charm of its history and post-card picturesqueness, but the sweetness of its people. They are simply nice in a way that’s so captivating. Their traditional family values are part of their nature. The country resonates with peacefulness, an at ease serenity. It’s the Europe that’s still there.
You can be captivated yourself by joining our WX Exploration of Portugal next month, June 17-26. (Glimpses of Our Breathtaking World #126 Photo ©Jack Wheeler
The best place to see Roman ruins is not in Rome or anywhere in Italy. It’s in Africa – specifically on the Mediterranean coast of Libya. This is the Roman theatre at Sabratha built in the 1st century BC. Over 2,000 years old, it’s still mostly intact. Starting as a Berber village, the Phoenicians founded the city as Sabrat by 500 BC. Then came the Greeks, then the Carthaginians, and after the Punic Wars came Rome.
The Libyan coast was a lush fertile place back then. So much so that Sabratha and the other major Roman city nearby, Leptis Magna, produced several million pounds of olive oil per year – sale of which to Rome enabled them to achieve great wealth. It’s a shame that Libya remains today in chaotic civil war. Hopefully the day is not off when experiencing Rome’s most magnificent remains will be possible here again. (Glimpses of Our Breathtaking World #79 photo ©Jack Wheeler)
Welcome to Transnistria, where Lenin still lives. The strangest country in Europe is a narrow sliver of landlocked land along the east side of the Dnieper River sandwiched between Moldova and Ukraine. When both declared independence as the Soviet Union broke apart in 1991, the people here decided they were still part of the USSR even though it had ceased to exist.
The half-million Transnistrians are still pretending their country is a Soviet Socialist Republic. Lenin statues abound, the hammer & sickle is on their flag, the state media broadcasts stories about “glorious Soviet history.” Meanwhile, Transnistria’s economy is doing well thanks to bountiful Kremlin subsidies and as a haven for the Russian mob. In the capital of Tiraspol I saw Beemers, Bentleys, and even a Corvette Sting Ray cruising the streets. Restaurants and bars are packed. Kids are well-dressed. That’s a gaggle of them you see above happily playing on a Russian tank in a park.
Maybe it’s all kind of a funny game to everyone here. As an American I was welcomed with smiles. You will be too if you visit – it’s a truly unique experience! (Glimpses of Our Breathtaking World #69 photo ©Jack Wheeler)
In a remote corner of the Pacific Ocean, off the island of Pohnpei in Micronesia lies one of the world’s great archaeological mysteries: the only ancient stone city built on a coral reef. No one knows who built it or how.
Micronesians say their ancestors called it Soun Nan-leng, The Reef of Heaven. Their name for it today is Nan Madol, the City of Ghosts.
On artificial islets connected by a series of canals are massive walls up to 25 feet high enclosing temples, tombs, ritual centers, and platforms for thatch homes – all made of giant columnar basalt stone. Eons ago, lava flows on Pohnpei cooled into vertical pillars. Over a thousand years ago, ancient Micronesians began hauling these basalt logs miles away to build this stone city. With an average weight of 5 tons, 10,000 pounds – and some up to 25 tons, 50,000 pounds each – how they did this remains unexplained. It lies deserted today, abandoned and lost for centuries.
Paddling a kayak through the canal maze of Nan Madol to clamber over these monumental stone complexes in solitary silence – for visitors are rarely here – leaves you in a state of unforgettable awe. (Glimpses of Our Breathtaking World #6 Photo ©Jack Wheeler)
IRVINE, CA—Tragedy has struck once again. The entire men's U.S. water polo team has drowned after kneeling during the national anthem in an exhibition game today, sources confirmed moments ago.
As soon as the flag was unfurled and the national anthem started to play, all the polo players swam to the bottom of the pool and took a knee. The anthem lasted a long time, as the singer decided to add all those weird vocal fills to change things up.
Unfortunately, it lasted so long that the entire team took in too much water and died.
"Yes, this is a tragedy -- but it's also a victory for the social justice movement," said the team's coach in a somber press conference. "They couldn't breathe and they took a knee -- what powerful reminders of the injustices in this country."
"MMMM!!!" said one polo player moments before his untimely demise. "MMM! MMM! MMMMMM!!!"
Analysts believe he was trying to scream "Black Lives Matter" before he succumbed to unconsciousness.
The Bombshell Shock Headline of the Week (4/18):
CNN’s Chris Cuomo Calls For His Three Children To Be Murdered.
He and his wife Cristina have three beautiful children – Carolina 11, Bella 17, Mario 15, pictured above with their mother. He loves them with all his heart yet by his own admission he wants them killed. Why?Because when you click on the link above, you’ll see the actual headline is: CNN’s Chris Cuomo: ‘White People’s Kids’ Need To ‘Start Getting Killed’ For Police Reform To Happen.
Read on to see how this portends the inescapable Doom of the Democrat Party. Doom means doom – adios, arrivederci, au revoir, da svidaniya, finita la musica – the music is over. Please understand what we are witnessing before our eyes in real time – a historical political realignment that happens once in a century or more.
This is a “first contact” – where I and those with me were the first to reach this small band of San Bushmen in the Kalahari Desert of Botswana-Namibia. This took place in August 1988.
My purpose here is not to relate an adventure story, but to explain how they survive. We evolved as hunters. These Bushmen still practice the original method of human hunting – it’s called persistence hunting. They don’t need massive strength, speed, claws and fangs to kill animals much bigger and stronger like an eland or giraffe. They just walk them into the ground.
It turns out, this is a real key to keeping your sanity.
On Monday (4/19), Gov. DeSantis signed Florida’s Anti-Riot Bill into state law. Gov. DeSantis:
What you see above is Sheriff Judd speaking at the press conference for the Monday law-signing ceremony. So you don’t have to take notes, here are some of his quotes. (And wait ‘till you see my suggestion for him.)
Dear Woke Corporate America,
I hope you are all having fun with your virtue signaling. I hope you are enjoying trying to one-up each other and showing how woke you can be, all the while believing that you are more sophisticated and morally superior to the hard-working people of this country.
Never mind that you have destroyed working people’s jobs and hurt people who haven’t worked since COVID-19 took a member of their family or destroyed their small business.
But you are lying. You are lying to Americans, lying to each other, and lying to yourselves.
Here’s the deal. In order for our country to survive the Pandemic of Wokeness, we must reach wokeness herd immunity. This especially most of all applies to our kids. Here’s how I did it and so can you.
Realize there is, alas, no pure escape from wokeness. Like whiteness, systemic racism, and mythical Covid variants, wokeness is in the very air we breathe. But, as with any virus, you can inoculate your children against the worst ravages of our modern plague.
So without further adieu, here are The Rules for Foolproof Wokeproofing.
