TheWiseOldFart

Op-ed by TheWiseOldFart   First, “the truth lives here,” and I must reiterate my many statements offering the fact that the Republican Party is dead and has been buried since January 2017. Not a single principle or ideal of the once Grand Old Party exists today within the clowns who claim to be “Republicans.” When every “Republican” offered unconditional support to an obese, old, white man who is a confirmed sexual predator, a white supremacist, and spent four years attempting to end democracy in America, and was elected with the assistance of Vladimir Putin and the mainstream media on January 20, 2017, it was clear that the Party of Lincoln was nothing more than a memory. The right-wing has become “the party of no” under the leadership of Moscow Mitch McConnell. They do nothing with the exception of attempting to overturn laws which benefit the majority of the American people, and attack the men and women on the left side of the aisle for doing the right thing. The party’s despicable

Op-ed by TheWiseOldFart   Not a single “Republican” is qualified to lead our nation. This is not an opinion, it is a fact. If they claim to be patriots and love their country’s people, they are lying. They are all hypocrites who ignore the vast majority of our nation’s people in lieu of their super-rich owners. In the ignorant, red state of Iowa, Trump and his primary rival, the worst governor in our nation, Ron DeSantis, met head-to-head on Saturday evening. (I decided to begin this with a laugh. Two old, braindead, would-be fascists professing to love their country while lying every time they open their pie holes.) First, an honest observation. If these two ugly, angry, old white men are the best the once Grand Old Party has to offer, the “Republican Party” is dead and gone forever. Even the hypocrisy of Mitt Romney cannot convince men and women with average intelligence that Trump should be nominated by a party which was once known as the “Party of Lincoln.” He is an insult not only

  Op-ed by TheWiseOldFart   In 1951 I was five years old. My family was living in Lewiston, Idaho, where I was born. My memories of family gatherings are clear. My mother’s family was large. My maternal grandparents had twelve children. The first two died when they were young, the other ten grew into adulthood. Attending these family gatherings were nine of the ten, my Uncle Leonard lost his life in WWII. Three of my uncles served and survived. I enjoyed listening to them. I’m sure my family was no different than any other, the conversation often turned to politics. Their opinions were seldom favorable. They believed that our government failed to do enough for our nation’s people. President Truman was about to enter his final year in office, and many of the men in both parties were scrambling for reelection. Move ahead to 1956. Former WWII General, Dwight D. Eisenhower had been elected as our President in 1952, one of last two legitimate Republican Presidents, and I decided t

  Op-ed by TheWiseOldFart   Every day the first thing we did at St. Gerard Majella’s Elementary School was face the corner of our classroom, put our hands over our hearts, and recite The Pledge of Allegiance. The school was located in West Los Angeles. I remember a feeling of pride as we spoke the patriotic words which ended “with liberty and justice for all.” In parts of America those six words have little meaning today. I loved learning about each of the 48 states: what the lives of each state’s people were like and how they were different from my own. I was thrilled on January 3, 1959 when Alaska became our 49 th state and again on August 21, 1959 when Hawaii became our 50 th . States were not labeled “red” or “blue,” they were all a part of the United States. How things have changed and moved backwards to 1861. Of course I was proud to be a “Californian.” I loved the weather, the beaches, and the lifestyle offered by such a diverse state. I learned about the state where my