Not all Democrats are crazy, but the left that controls their party is.
Congressman Jim Jordan
The title of this essay is only partly true.
In 2006, blogger Jay Geiger combined the words “click” and “bait” as a portmanteau, creating the term clickbait. Click refers to the action of clicking on a link attached to an online article.
I used to fish, but these days the only fishing I do is at Kroger. I know how to bait a fish hook, but you are the fish in clickbait, where the reader is lured to “bite” or click on links, which often entice with sensationalized headlines.
You needn’t search for a link in this essay, even if you’re reading online. I don’t lure readers, but I entice. What I offer are my observations and opinions on diverse issues. And this week’s title is what writers call a hook, something that gets your attention.
Recently, a reader paid me a nice compliment regarding my essays, stating he was “amazed at how well I keep up with so many different things.” Everyone wants to be appreciated. Not wanting to appear boastful, I have sometimes deflected compliments. However, I have learned to just say thank you. Compliments, like gifts, are good for the receiver as well as the giver.
Is there a difference between pride and being prideful? To take pride in one’s efforts, work or children is different than being haughty, pompous, or projecting arrogant pride, which the ancient Greeks called hubris. In fact, the purpose of Greek tragedies was to educate citizens. By observing the acts of noble and ignoble (dishonorable) characters, citizens were taught the cardinal virtues of courage, common sense, moderation and justice.
I’m certainly not advocating a study of Sophocles or Euripides. I have survived plays like “Antigone” – which is better than most – but Greek tragedies are not my fare. Twenty-four hundred years later, we have our own tragedians, including pompous sluggards in Congress and disdainful judges who pretend to be president. Our real President Trump works 50-plus hours a week for the American people and takes no salary while battling Legislative and Judicial wannabes, the vile legacy media and the vacuous, pseudo-intelligentsia. As Greg Gutfield says, “We don’t deserve him” (Trump).
The latest political brouhaha is the Democrats’ indignation that Trump and the Department of War are blowing up narco-traffickers in the Gulf of America and the Pacific Ocean. President Trump has identified illicit drugs as a threat to Americans, and the number one job of the president is to protect us. President Trump and Secretary Hegseth are taking action to protect the country. I’m sorry terrorists are being killed trying to bring drugs to America. Unlike the Progressive Democratic Socialist party, I side with my countrymen rather than aliens who are trying to bring poison to our shores.
I even heard one “journalist” defend the traffickers, alleging the boater’s families are being held hostage, so they have to run the drug boats—typical liberal bilge without evidence. The Dems have found another 10% issue to champion, where most Americans have little sympathy for narco-terrorists who kill 100,000 Americans a year with their poison, destroy families and generate other criminal enterprises.
Another observation: I don’t believe anyone is coming to rescue Tampon Tim Walz, governor of Minnesota. On his watch, Somali scammers, refugees and activists managed to steal more than a billion dollars of taxpayer money. Some of the money was allegedly even transferred to Somali Al-Shabaab terrorists overseas. Minnesota may be the land of the loons, but the handsy, mincing Timmy is finished.
Walz and his Democrat cronies even suppressed the investigation of fraud and punished whistleblowers because the Democrats were afraid of the Somali voting community. Are these refugees even citizens with voting rights? President Trump is on it, adding this to his to-do list. Can you imagine where our country would be if Momala and Timmy had been elected?
Readers have noted that I typically address multiple topics in my essays. As the French would say, “Touché,” or point acknowledged. I’m interested in a lot of things, and I write about what interests me at the moment. The job is to show how the topics are related by weaving them together. I refer to this as synthesis, defined as the “combination of parts to form a whole” (Webster). I honed this technique while practicing medicine, and as a writer, it has become my modus operandi (style).
Last week, we dodged a bullet. In the special election for Tennessee Congressional District 7, Republican Matt Van Epps defeated Democratic Socialist Aftyn Behn. I don’t know a lot about Behn other than she said she hates Nashville, country music and wants to defund the police. Van Epps is a Christian, a husband and father, a combat veteran and helicopter pilot and he has experience, having served in state government. The election was not about Republicans vs. Democrats because there are few Democrats left other than Schumer, Pelosi and the old guard who are actually controlled by the Democratic Socialist cabal of AOC, Mamdani and Bernie. The Tennessee AOC was hoping to join the crew in Washington.
My last observation this week concerns identity. My identity is formed upon the foundational principles of faith, family, friends and country, in that order. Though I am a conservative, that ideology does not define my identity. I’ve wondered, what if someone had no sense of the sacred, limited nuclear family connections or identification with our country? Perhaps new friendships, connections and identity might be constructed around ideology, party or even dependence on government.
Prophetically, Jesus said, “In this world you will have trouble” (John 16:33). He was right. My faith sustains me and prevents me from having DSDS, Democratic Socialist derangement syndrome. So, when Democrats, socialists and communists assault our favorite president and our country, I refocus on my litany of trust: I trust in God, I trust in Becky and I trust in Trump – in that order!
