POLITICS BY PAIGE

Today and tomorrow are palindromes!

And so are 1/22/21 through 1/29/21, for what it’s worth.

This is how I’m feeling. Nothing seems real and I am in the first stage of grief.

Denial.

Donald Trump is my president. I cannot accept that the swamp finally got him.

After hearing Ted Cruz suspend his candidacy back before the 2016 election, I focused on Donald Trump to see what he had to say.

He said he was for America, that he loved America and would fight for us. That’s what we wanted to hear.

We still want to hear.

Trump is a street fighter. If punched in the nose, he doubles-down. He isn’t always the best at expressly what’s on his mind but we get the message. He loves us and he loves America.

As we have grown with him in office, we have learned he is for the Constitution. Who wouldn’t be. It’s that small documents that divides the world into two pieces — those that believe in liberty and those that are tyrants.

It’s the only things keeping us from falling into the abyss of socialism and communism and political hell and a life worse than death.

I shudder to think what’s next.

Pray.

Watching NetflixDonating small amounts to CAGOP and other conservative venues

Praying
Planning Thanksgiving dinner
Keeping the faith
Listening to Mark Levin (but he’s just as frustrated as I am)
Listening to Michael Savage and identifying with him
Finally appreciating Rush Limbaugh
Grasping at straws

Being thankful for any small advances in the correct vote count, no matter how small

Emailing and texting conservative friends

Avoiding discussions with liberal friends who are uninformed and think Biden won

Turning off the television and not reading the newspapers
Petting my dog
Petting anything
Talking to myself
Cleaning and throwing out stuff
Playing Free Cell
Writing my great American novel
Resisting

Using my new Trump mug to drink alone for the first time.

Finding solace in the fact that any great country only lasts about 200 years. We have lasted longer than that! We had a good run. And then still hoping against hope it isn’t over.

I love this family. They are together, for one thing. A mother, a father, a young man, and a new baby sister. They are nice. I always feel welcome when I come over.

So, I wouldn’t want to do anything to lose their friendship.

The problem is that I live in California where I am surrounded by liberals and, as a conservative, I have learned to lose my voice, to keep quiet and just listen. I have always been a good listener, even as a small child. You can learn a lot if you listen. I have learned with liberals, there’s no point in trying to state my point of view or speak my mind.

Plus, I work here. I tutor their son. I have been helping him improve his math grade and help him learn what he needs to learn. My reward is seeing his improvement. He has even stopped hating math.

I took two minutes after the end of his lesson to ask him about his other classes. I was surprised to hear he was learning about the U. S. Constitution  in social science. I asked him what he was learning, preparing myself for some pap about global warming or the importance of COVID-19. Instead, he told me about the electoral college and its importance. You never know what you’re going to hear when you listen!

During the lesson, the parents had CNN projected onto one wall, muted. It nearly filled the entire space. Someone was talking about the recent election. The translation in another language was printed at the bottom of the screen. I couldn’t read it. It was working. All I knew is it was CNN and people were talking about the recent election.

This family is from another country but had lived here long enough to become citizens. A familiar story in my part of the world, the San Francisco Bay Area.

After the lesson, when I was hurrying to leave, I suddenly found myself bombarded by comments by the mother. She wanted to talk about the recent election. I tried to get away. I am a constitutional conservative and I can’t tell anybody that. Not here in this house where I am hired to tutor the son. That would be wrong.

First the mother began talking to me and then the father came out from another room to add his comments. The next think I knew, I was hearing what they really thought.

I remained neutral. I have had long years of practice. The parents asked me how I voted but I said I tried never to answer that question because I’m a teacher and don’t want to tell my students how to think. I try to just be informative about everything. Impart knowledge. That may have given the parents a big hint right there, as liberal teachers usually tell the students what to think. It’s how they control the young. (“Get them when they’re young, Evite.”)

The parents let me get away with avoiding the answer so we ended up having a good discussion.

I don’t know if they always have CNN on, but to have it on at all told me where they got their information.

The first comments from the parents were about the how Biden already won the election. Both parents asserted this.

I came back with what I had heard – that they were still counting votes in Georgia and that Pennsylvania was in turmoil because the election officials hadn’t gone by their own laws and procedures.

The father agreed with me. He said he knew two states hadn’t made their decision yet — one being Alaska.

That was true so I let that stand. They already knew this election was undecided.

This is what’s weird about brainwashing. Even though the parents knew the election was undecided, they asserted the party line – that Biden had already won.

The parents complained that we didn’t have a national election. I said it was because of the Constitution. Even though we were deciding about national issues, the power was given to each state to decided how to manage the national election. This gave each state the power to be different. (Viva la difference!) If we had a national election, we’d never be able to find the truth. At least, if each state is responsible for the vote count, differences can be highlighted, infractions dealt with. Irregularities could be seen.

The father brought up the 2000 election where Bush had narrowly won over Gore.  These parents were pretty well informed but only from the liberal side of things. They were intelligent They just needed to be given information so they could see the whole picture.

The mother said she believed the nation was republican. I wasn’t sure what she meant by that. She said it several times. Finally, I got it. She meant what we believe in as a nation is more in line with the republican message. She used middle America as an example. The father agreed saying the big cities were mostly democratic. I was surprised to hear they understood this. I was dismayed they disregarding it, saying it would be better if there were national elections, a popular vote.

The mother went on to say something shocking. She insisted she voted against the republicans and the nation because she disliked Trump so much. She said there was no way she would ever vote for that man.

Well, that’s in line with the CNN message. They spent a large portion of their airtime putting out messages that were anti-Trump.

She went on to say that she didn’t like Biden. She had only voted for him because he wasn’t Trump.

She was talking to a a Trump supporter – me! I‘m all in for Trump. After Ted Cruz had suspended his campaign back in 2016, I took a good look at Trump. I knew about him from before and I listened carefully to what he was saying now and I realized he was a great American who loved the country. He didn’t have the gift for gab that Lincoln had but he had the love for the country and that was very important for me. Trump loved all American citizens, black or white. That’s what I wanted. We had just had eight years of Obama’s racism and hatred for the country. I never wanted us to go there again. So, after careful consideration, I decided to vote for Trump in 2016. And of course, I voted for him again in 2020, because he hadn’t changed. He had only gotten stronger.

So, these parents were voting for the person not the ideals. They were voting for Biden who did not love the country or the constitution just because they had been taught to hate Trump. Thanks, CNN!

This is like Brave New World and the ”2 minutes of hate.” Aldous Huxley had written about that in his classic novel so many years ago. We should have learned not to accept learning to hate like that. But somehow the mainstream media had taken Huxley’s words to heart and put them into action, only in the wrong way. Didn’t they teach Brave New World in public school anymore?

How could people be so gullible?

These well-meaning foreigners were like so many others I had met. They weren’t raised here. They don’t really know the harm they are doing to the country.

I was born and raised here.

“The Trump affect” is changing that, though. Even if he loses, God forbid, his legacy will be that he saved the nation. We will learn from this. We will do better at teaching an informing the public. We will get past Facebook and Zuckerberg and get out the truth.

More blacks and Hispanics are voting republican. The republicans themselves are waking up. Good things are happening. We were able to gain more seats in the House of Representatives this election. Evil Nancy Pelosi will still be Speaker, I guess, but she will have less power. Even after all the democrat tricks, all the voter fraud, the millions of dollars spent to defeat Trump, and the lies from the mainstream media, the election is still nail bitingly close.

The mother was right. The nation is fundamentally republican meaning we are closer to the Constitution which protects our rights.

Constitution and liberty. We just have to get the message out. We have to break through the liberal lies. We just have to keep the faith and keep on truckin’.

God will save us.

This is God’s country, after all.

Maybe these parents will even catch on. I think they are already beginning to. Their comments revealed the chink in their armor.

Do I have the patience to teach the whole world before the world is lost, I wonder?

October 3, 2020 by a close relative from Paige’s family.

Today we held a memorial service for my cousin Joy at the Mormon temple in Rancho Cordova just outside Sacramento, California.

I wanted to go with someone from my family or even my spiritual non-Mormon friend Jeanne, but that wasn’t to be. I went alone.

I am seventy-seven years old so I didn’t really want to go by myself. So many things can happen especially during COVID-19 — every conservative’s nightmare. With sheltering in place, it’s difficult to predict what will happen on the road.

Did I mention I blame the democrats for this? I suspect it is just another way to keep Donald Trump from being re-elected. And Trump is going along with it because he has OCD. He doesn’t realize the danger he is in. He’s a bit trusting and naive and unsuspecting. I laugh when I think how the democrats demonize him by saying he lies. He the most honest person I know. He can’t help but tell the truth. A little like a babe in arms. You’ll never hear that on CNN!

We conservatives know the overreaction to the virus a ruse and my cousin Joy knew it, too. The death numbers have been well below 1%, something like the normal flu.  Joy would have liked to vote for Donald Trump again on November 3, but she just couldn’t hold out any longer. She had been battling cancer for five years and needed to move on.

Bless her.

I knew before I got on the road, the trip could be problematic due to the virus. Or should I say due to everyone’s reaction to the virus. I had to carefully planned ahead. I couldn’t forget my mask. No one could go anywhere without a mask now, even since about March 15 of this year, when the country was brought to its knees by an invisible enemy.

In preparation for my outing, yesterday I drove to the local Denny’s in Redwood City and asked a waitress a question. “Are we able to use the restroom?” She assured me, “Yes.” This was important because during COVID-19 many restrooms are closed. It would be a 3-hour drive to the temple and I wanted to be able to use the restroom about halfway there, if need be.

In addition, as a test , this morning, on the way, I stopped at my favorite service station in Belmont and went into the little market there. Sure enough, there was an “out of order” sign on the restroom. Suspicions confirmed. It may be a difficult trip to Sacramento.

Just in case, I had brought a bucket. My mother had always done that. She was born in 1904 in Utah and they used a chamber pot during cold nights so they wouldn’t have to walk to the outhouse through the snow. A bucket is a poor man’s substitute for the chamber pot.

I laughed to myself. I hoped I wouldn’t need a bucket, but I took it along just in case. As it turned out, I almost needed it.

The midway mark on Highway 80 is at Appian Way near Pinole. I usually stop there and have a break and use the restroom. But Starbucks wouldn’t allow me to use the restroom and some things weren’t even open yet. It was still 8:30 in the morning. I was out of luck.

I used GPS to find the nearest Denny’s. Luckily, there was one just 3 miles back off San Pablo Dam Road. Denny’s was a lifesaver. They allowed me in no problem, although they said I needed a mask. I used the restroom and bought something to eat to ease my conscience. I was able to sit at a table and eat without a mask. People were allowed to sit at every other table. I left a good tip I was so glad Denny’s had a restroom.

As I left, I saw a man smoking crack. I had never witnessed that before. It made me sad. He was a black man. This was Richmond. I knew Richmond had a problem like that, but it made me sad anyway. He was a young man and could have been working, although many people were not working nowadays due to the virus. Then I hoped he didn’t want to interact with me in any way. I was alone in the parking lot. But he ignored me.

After Denny’s I continued on my way east on Highway 80. The air worsened and I rolled up my windows and put the air conditioner on low. I prefer fresh air but the air was not fresh in the valley today. The sun was obscured by a smoky haze that turned the fiery orb into a perfect red disk. It looked more like the moon than the sun. Maybe a moon on another planet.

We have been forced to live with wildfires for a couple of months now. Many conservatives believe this is due to mismanagement of the forests, which began in Bill Clinton’s era with the passing of new laws. I remember when Governor Jerry Brown was leaving office and Gavin Newsom was taking over the governorship, President Trump met with those two men at the Camp Fire at Paradise and he commented then that the wildfires could be stopped with proper management of the forests. But of course, the liberals don’t believe that.

So, I had to use my mask while driving today just because it helped filter the air. That’s a better use of a mask than to prevent contracting a virus. So be it. I am looking forward to new management in California. It may come sooner than we think because Trump’s influence is even helping us in California. Fingers crossed.

My next stop was the temple itself. After all my worrying about getting there, I was exactly on time, 11 AM. The service would end at 1. Perfect.

We were not allowed into the temple itself. This was an outdoor service on the lawn. It was a huge, beautiful green lawn. My relatives had tables set up with programs and packages containing live butterflies. Our area was next to a nice bathroom, by the way.   :  )

My family is huge and most of us live in the Sacramento area. Years and years ago, we rented a hall to hold us and that was about 100 people. Some have died, naturally, but now just one branch of the family – Joy’s immediate family – was huge. I estimated sixty or seventy people were in attendance today.

It was a casual affair. Blankets were on the ground. Chairs were set out. Babies and even a dog were in the mix. We were advised not to wear black so there were many colors. The day was warm, about 75 degrees. People wore Hawaiian prints, sandals, sun dresses. Bubble machines sent bubbles into the air throughout the service. I was near one of the machines and dodged several bubbles. A young boy behind me watched, apparently mesmerized by them. And I was mesmerized by him.

It was a very Mormon service, this memorial. It opened with prayer. There was a hymn and several speakers. A young man played the violin. Joy had always played the violin and I believe that may have been one of her pupils. At the singing of Amazing Grace, the butterflies were released. I watched one land on Joy’s daughter’s husband’s shirt for several minutes. After the closing prayer, people talked and ate a little. It was very nice.

About that time, I noticed a large group of wild turkeys. They walked across the huge lawn towards us. Kent commented they looked exceptionally large and healthy. “Probably the clean living the Mormons practice,” he said.

The turkeys walked past our group and joined a group of Canadian geese further on.

I usually cry a lot at funerals, but, although I had tissues with me, I didn’t shed a tear. I think that’s the way Joy wanted it. That’s why she didn’t want black.

People grow up and change so quickly that, since I had been living in Redwood City for a while, I wasn’t sure who all most of these people were. I recognized Joy’s husband and her son and daughters.

I was pleasantly surprised to see my cousin Jackie who I grew up with and her husband Tom. My son Kent and his wife Cathy were there.

I also wondered if I was about the oldest person at the affair. Maybe. There were maybe 3 or 4 contenders for that dubious honor.

I left just at 1 and headed for home.

On the way back, I thought about something that had happened when my mother had died back in 1998. I owned the ranch then and I was cleaning the stable apartment. I was alone on the 42 acres. Mom had died a couple months earlier.

My mother’s chair was in that apartment in the living room. I had moved her things after the flood, which is a whole other story.

I wanted to vacuum under her chair. It was one of those recliners that lifts up electronically if you push a button. It went up but it wouldn’t go back down. It was as if my mother was standing there. I tried to ignore her and continued to vacuum. Then a copy of her memorial program fell from the bookcase and landed between shelves just at eye level before me.

“Ok,” I thought. “That’s weird.”

Another coincidence occurred. I had been trying to find an electrician who would help me after the flood. So many things had to be replaced and repaired. Electrical was one of them. But I had been unable to find an electrician who would take on the project, saying they could lose their license or something. I had been wondering what I should do. While I was still cleaning the stable apartment, wondering what I should do about the electrical, the landline in the stable apartment rang. It was my son Michael. He said something had told him I needed help at the ranch house. He said he had just flown in from out of state and he had time to help me. His father had taught him how to rewire a house so, although he wasn’t an electrician, he was just as knowledgeable as one.

So, after the phone call I said, “Ok, Mom, you sent Michael to help me. Thank you.”

But when I told this story to my spiritual friend Jeanne, just last week, she said I was wrong. Now, I listen to her in matters like this because she is one who prays all the time and has a remarkably close relationship with God. She is not a Mormon. Her faith is closer to Pentecostal. But we are all Christians, believe in the Bible and Jesus Christ and all that, so the similarities are more than our differences. So, I listen carefully to my friend Jeanne.

But Jeanne clearly disagreed with what I was saying. She said my mother was not sending messages. My mother was not trying to get my attention and she hadn’t sent Michael to help me. She was in Heaven with God and there was no crossover between the two worlds. That surprised me because I had always experienced the opposite.

When I got home, I got a text from my son Kent that Kevin, Joy’s husband, said that he’d had people communicating concerning Joy “across the veil.” Seven messages had been sent to him so far.

That jived with what I knew. I used to love the stories about spiritual matters that the Mormon missionaries would tell about strange things that had happened when they were on a mission in a foreign land. Those stories are fascinating.

When my grandfather on my mother’s side was close to death, he freaked my mother out my sitting straight up and talking to dead people as if he could see them in the room. He called them by name.

So, when Jeanne said this was not possible, I wasn’t sure that to think.

After the drive back from Sacramento to Redwood City, I was tired and dozed off. I was awakened by a text from my son Michael.  He said I’d sent him a message that he couldn’t read. He said it was just a dot or a button but when he pushed it, nothing happened. I said, “I didn’t send you a message.”

He said that was weird.

I said maybe it was a message from Joy. I was not serious but kind of having fun with him.

Michael said, “It just shows up as a download button.”

There are many things we don’t understand. Maybe someday, we will each of us experience something from the other side and then we’ll know.

Life is full of mystery.

It’s just a month before Joy could’ve cast another vote for Donald Trump. She was a staunch Trump supporter. She was deeply involved with campaigns to get the word out to people in the Sacramento area. She had been hoping to meet Donald Trump someday.

Good-bye, Joy, to a favorite cousin. I’ll miss you. We all had a nice time at your service today.

Don’t worry, I’ll vote for Donald and pray the democrats don’t steal the election.

DEMO-TERRORISTS

Burning California down

I live in California. I was born and raised here.

Today we are watching California wildfires burning out of control and threatening homes.

Firefighters are exhausted and more firefighters are needed. Not-so-ordinary citizens and the National Guard have been called to help.

Cal Matters has pronounced these fires “historic.”

Governor Newsom said, “Fires have already burned more than 2.2 million acres so far this year . . . significantly more than the 118,000 acres burned by this time last year.”

That’s 18 times higher! Something’s not right here.

I am a scientist and I know a number that is eighteen times higher is not easily explained. It can’t be disregarded as an outlier. Something’s wrong here.

The media and the governor may be exaggerating the number of acres. But, still, even allowing for exaggeration, this is huge.

California has always had lightning and winds. This is not global warming.

So, I have a couple of questions.

Could the numbers or the actual fires be political?

We have watched crazy things happen over the last four-to five years. Democrats have done everything possible to make Donald Trump look bad. They’ve falsely accused him of colluding with the Russians. They’ve used the mainstream media to propagate lies about him. Nancy Pelosi and her gang have even fraudulently impeached our president. After watching the democrats in action over the last few years, I put nothing past them.

Recently, California has been beset with riots, the burning of businesses, orders to stay home, a reduced economy, wildfires, and Black Lives Matter. Am I leaving anything out? I may be.

Conservatives are waiting to see if all this stops after Trump wins the election. Bless our president.

California is especially in danger. The democrats have a stranglehold on my state with the governor being a democrat, our other elected officials largely being democrats, and democrat Nancy Pelosi — who lives in San Francisco — being the speaker of the House of Representatives. Conservatives have little voice in California. With this lack of good leadership, conservatives are concerned almost anything can happen here and we won’t be able to stop it.

But would the demo-terrorists go so far as to start fires?

Well, yes, they have already done that. They’ve burned down businesses and neighborhoods.

Is there any evidence they’ve been starting wildfires? Not that I know of. But I wouldn’t put it past them. Something is causing this huge increase in the numbers.

Is someone lighting fires? Could this be arson?

Have the democrats discovered a diabolical way to use God and man together to burn California?

Is the branch of terrorism that has been devastating California, Oregon and Washington also lighting fires?

As a scientist, I have to ask.

This is unprecedented and I want to know why. Reference: https://mail.google.com/mail/u/0/#search/calmatters/FMfcgxwJXpNbVdGbLVgWlVsCpggRBTTm retrieved 9/9/2020.

          It’s Monday, July 20, 2020 and I just realized what the problem is.

          Every good Agatha Christie novel has a red herring – the person that is suspected of a crime but who is found to be innocent. It’s like the extra information in a math word problem – the facts that are not needed and are not needed to solve the problem. (I teach math and science as you may know.)

          All along I’ve been saying that the death toll numbers for the COVID-19 outbreak are very small, less than 1%.

          My family has argued with me. I have been unsuccessful at getting to see the simple reasoning. When I tell friends or neighbors the death toll is very low, they don’t either don’t believe me or don’t seem to care.

          I just realized why.

          The news and the government have confused everyone so much by giving too much information, that they can’t see the simplicity of the actual word problem underneath it all.

          I have used the analogy of the Grand Princess as the best example of a model for the COVID-19. The overall population was approximately 3500 onboard. Exactly two died. They are said to have died of COVID-19. Right away, although I realized there were many numbers reported such as numbers of passengers tested and passengers who got sick, I ignored those numbers, going to the only numbers that mattered.

          The death toll.

          Historically, we have always reported the death toll – so many died of the Spanish flu in 1918-19. So many die each year from the seasonal flu outbreaks.

          But since the news and government got ahold of the story, too many numbers have been reported and the waters are muddied.

          It’s a smoke screen. We don’t need to know who got sick or who was tested.  

          As of 7/17/2020 136,000 have died in the U. S. of the coronavirus and the total U. S.  population is 326.7 million. 

          That’s 136,000/326,700,000 = 0.000416 or 0.0416%.

          That’s way less than 1%.

          You’re being lied to, people. Source: Washington Post: 

Skin Is not a uniform.

It doesn’t tell anyone what he or she believes in. Skin color just help identify the family – the group — the person belongs to.

People are confused about this.

We feel comfortable with family. That’s what we are used to. It’s the group we were born into.

Just because someone is white doesn’t mean they are prejudiced against blacks. And vice versa. As rational beings, we have the ability to reason.

We can see beyond stereotypes.

Here is what I think is going on.

Color is not about racism. It’s about fear.

Stress and social unrest bring out the worst in others and block our powers of reason. Fear causes us to separate into like-colored groups. We huddle in groups similar to the ones we were born into.

I learned this one day while sitting on a bench at the aquarium at the California Academy of Sciences in San Francisco. I was supervising students on a field trip and I took time to sit on a bench for a few minutes and watch the fish.

Fish in an aquarium are mesmerizing. I was focusing on how the orange ones mix with the yellow ones and the blues ones mix with the others. It was a beautiful display of homogeneous color.

But then a surprising thing happened. A disturbance occurred at the surface of the tank because an attendant touched the water.

Instantly, the fish sought out each other based on color. All the yellows immediately located other yellows. Likewise, the orange fish found their herd. The blues theirs. No more was there a homogeneous mixture. The different colors of fish had all schooled up.

I was amazed at how quickly that had happened. How had they even signaled each other so efficiently, I wondered. One moment the colors were all mixed and the other they were separated out. Was the schooling based on color or some other trait? That was a study for another day.

No matter the scientific reason behind it, this explains racism, I thought to myself. It isn’t about hatred of the other group. It’s about fear and the need to be safe.  We don’t hate each other. We are willing to mingle. But, if something startles or frightens us, we regroup. It’s just an instinct to school up for protection. We are just finding the other members of our tribe and seeking safety.

I was excited about what I had observed. I immediately tried to explain my idea to my students, who didn’t really seem to understand my excitement.

I realized it was a little difficult to put what I had noticed into words.

How does this apply to human behavior? Take any issue. Do we naturally separate out on skin color? No. We usually have a reason for taking one side or the other. In other words, we use our intellect and reasoning powers to decide on an issue.

Each of us has our opinions on any particular issue. We even have debates. But it doesn’t mean we change our skin color depending on the issues we feel strongly about. Likewise, we naturally change our minds about some things as we get older. Does this mean we change the color of our skin? Of course not.

But if the tank’s disturbed, we might “school up” based on color because that is where we were born, where we feel most comfortable. It’s our village. Those are our people.  Being with others of our group makes us feel safe. It’s what we know.

Our first instinct when frightened is to seek the safety of the group. After that, we may use reason to think about the thing that frightened us.

If something frightens us, we huddle together.

It’s not racism that separates us. It’s fear.

Once I realized fear was behind feelings of racism, I tried to use this knowledge in my everyday life. I tend to have a calming effect on people anyway.  I let people reason things through and come to their own conclusions. This works well with my students as well as friends and family. People don’t always agree with me. I like to present facts, but It’s ok to disagree with me.

I have faith that reason will prevail as long as no one disturbs the tank.

A Trap Set for Trump

I see red flags on the field! Here’s why —

Dan Bongino is one of my favorite radio hosts and writers. He wrote a book: Exonerated: The Failed Takedown of President Donald Trump by the Swamp.

In his book he outlines how the evil democrats in power created a huge lie that nearly brought down our president.

Within the last four years or so, Donald Trump has suffered through several lifetimes of attempts to disempower him.

He has been spied on by the opposition. The democrats have taken opposition research to a new level by creating outright lies about him.

The media have slanted nearly every message against him. The average citizen who watches CNN and the like has no idea what a remarkable man Donald Trump is because the media have taken on the task of painting him as a terrible person.

He and his administration have suffered insulting accusations.

President Trump has been impeached based on outright lies.

And yet, he keeps going. Fighting for our country. Fighting for America. Fight for us and our children and out grandchildren.

He’s amazing.

But I see flags on the flag.

I believe Donald Trump has been taken in by the COVID-19 outbreak. The virus itself may or may not be part of the plot I’m seeing. But the part I do see is that Mr. Trump was informed about the virus and he was told the world was undergoing a pandemic. He was advised he needed to act to save the America people. Well, that’s what he does best, so he naturally wanted to do all he could to help to protect us against the deadly virus.

But I think the democrats had concocted yet another ploy against him. I think they used opposition research to identify a weakness he has. He stated, himself, that he has Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD). He did so when he was falsely accused of consorting with prostitutes, which he did not. In his defense, he told the press that he was OCD and, therefore, would not be found with a prostitute. The democrats have been looking for any way they could to thwart him, so they picked up on the OCD idea and ran with it. What else would Mr. Trump fear but a virus. I believe the democrats are using psychological warfare on Donald Trump. We are all told not to touch each other. We are told to wash our hands. It’s perfect for a person with OCD to believe this virus is the enemy – when actually the enemy is the progressive movement and its followers.

I believe the reason Mr. Trump closed down the nation and told us to keep our distance and wash our hands is that that is what makes sense to him as a person. He is vulnerable to this type of reasoning and this set of fears.

To me, the first red flag was that he shut down the country. The second is that he quickly signed the bills for the bailout money.

I believe the democrats set a trap for our president. He fell into the trap and now he is having trouble getting back out. He may be beginning to realize it.

Democrat governors and other democrat officials are keeping Donald Trump from opening the country the way he wants to. The mainstream media is against him with their propaganda. The citizens are scared silly (the democrats not the republicans).

And we’ve wasted a few more trillion dollars. The National Debt is climbing. We are facing a recession if not a depression.

Evidence of the trap:

I have a masters in science. I ran all the important coronavirus death toll numbers I could find and everything was less than 1%. These numbers are from April 25, 2020. My doctor said on 4/22/2020 that the outbreak was peaking this week.

• 47,000 people have died from the coronavirus. That’s 47000/330,000,000 or way less than 1%.

• 1500 have died in California from the coronavirus. That’s 1500/400,000,0 or less than 1%.

• 47,000 have died in the United States from the coronavirus. That’s 47,000/330,000,000 or way less that 1%.  

• My own figures, using the scenario of the Grand Princess cruise ship — 2 dead out of 3500 aboard — confirms the less than 1% figure. 2/3500 is less than 1%.

In an article in CalMatters, Emily Hoeven noted several instances where Gov. Gavin Newsom seemed to be anticipated the fallout from the coronavirus. He was early to ask for testing, school closures and the like. Did the democrats have a plan to make this outbreak a big deal from the start? (See Hoeven).

I beleve the dems built a trap for the president and he fell into it. And us with him.

Can he and we recover?

Ex-President Obama has never retired from being president as he should have. Hillary still salivates at the idea of being in power. George Soros is still helping to fund the democrats.

Imagine the progressives are clapping for joy that their boy has fallen into the coronavirus trap that they so artfully set for him.

The question is: What can we do to help him climb out?

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Reference: From Emily Hoeven at Cal Matters: https://mail.google.com/mail/u/0/#search/newsom/FMfcgxwHNCzbkspbFGRfNrJfQjMzzLKl retrieved on May 4, 2020.

I woke up this morning with the most chilling thought. What if Joe Biden names Barack Obama as his running mate in 2020?

Can he? Would he?

Who is the only president in history to have, after serving his term as president, refused to leave the stage? Barack Obama.

Who keeps his name alive with continual posts on the Internet, under “All On the Line” and “Barack Obama?” That’s right. The one and only.

Who has a big enough ego to pull off something that would get him back into the oval office?

Who has deftly been shielded from criticism by the press?

Whose political message has been partially funded by wealthy immigrant George Soros?

Who do most of the democrat voters blindly worship?

That’s right, Barack Obama.

Other names have been floated for vice president, like Hillary Clinton and Michelle Obama. It has to be a name with the punch of a Clinton or an Obama – or anybody Kennedy. It would have to be a name that big to have a chance of beating our friend Donald Trump. I believe the only name out there that even has a hope of that is Barack Obama.

Obama has often said his work is not done. He has been forced to watch his legacy chipped away by Trump. Is Obama chomping at the bit to finish the job of bringing America to her knees?

The brainwashed and ignorant voting Democrats are largely unaware of the damage that left-wing, progressive policies do to our country. They don’t realize they are giving up freedom. They don’t realize they are trading Liberty for Tyranny.

While Obama was in office, I witnessed with horror his attempts to reduce the United States of America to a second-rate country. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and how easy it was done. He seemed to be able to do this without much of the country being aware of what he was doing. My own family thought he was wonderful. Perhaps they were dazzled by his race and his smooth presentation. I wasn’t. Many of us weren’t.

Under Obama’s watch, the IRS investigated republicans. Obama made speeches in other countries talking down America. He bowed to terrorists and communists in such a way as to prompt me to ask, “Isn’t there a tyrant that man doesn’t like?”  He talked about having a new national army. He spoke of arming street thugs. Under Obama, Trump was spied on. (Thank goodness, Obama wasn’t able to hand the power over to Hillary Clinton.) Obama went after his political enemies. He showed himself to be a Muslim-phile. He appointed left-wing whackos to be judges. He filled his administration with left-wing plants.

With the assistant of Congress, Obama used the recession to attempt to nationalize the car industry, using Chevrolet as the scape goat. He slowed the economy and he proudly announced that America was in a decline and that we could expect things to get worse.

By the end of Obama’s 8-year reign, I feared the worst and felt shame for what he had done to my country.

But, perhaps, former President Obama prefers to remain in “retirement.” Wealth and comfort have a way of making a person soft. Or, is he ready for  comeback? He is still the community organizer underneath it all. If so, now is the perfect opportunity. Nancy Pelosi still has a stranglehold on the House of Representatives making it difficult for Congress to keep America safe. We have people scared about the virus and we have Joe Biden.

Joe Biden’s apparent confusion may lay the foundation for Obama to regain power. Once elected under the Biden-Obama ticket, it would be a small matter to assume duties of the president or even have Joe Biden found incompetent.

There is some precedent for this. Jerry Brown was governor of California for two terms and, even after the bill was passed to keep him from holding office again, he announced the bill did not apply to him.  He reasoned that, since the bill was enacted after he was in office, he was allowed to run again. No one challenged him and he served 4 terms altogether. I believe that 16 years of Jerry Brown is part of the reason California in trouble today.

There is further precedence in history. Napoleon crowned himself. And Adolf Hitler, after being appointed chancellor, assumed absolute power.

California used to be in good hands, with Reagan and Nixon and others who understood the economy of this great state.

Lately, California has fallen into the clutches of many, many Democrats — too many to name. Democrats in power are the enemies of the great state of California.

Governor Newsom hints at promoting the enactment of progressive bills. He has suggested our utilities be nationalized. He is backing progressive ideas like the absurd Green New Deal. He is salivating at the opportunity to use the coronavirus as a reason to bring this great state down. With progressive Democrats in charge, California’s economy will be harmed for decades. It will take an uprising by the voting public to win the economy back again.

Balancing the economy against the coronavirus outbreak is difficult at best. But, with Newsom tipping the scales, we are sure to fall.