“They impeached Trump twice for nothing.”

cjack

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From: Cjack, Southern Shores

To: Ghr, Minuteman in the Tundra

Good day, Ghr. I hope all is well. Below are my quick comments on the mess the (DNC) enemies of our Republic are in.

I hope your day is filled with our Lord’s blessings and the joy of walking with Him.

They impeached Trump twice for nothing. Their crooked woman, Speaker Pelosi, failed. They first said our man was in collusion with Russia to steal the 2016 elections…Said allegations were based on a fake dossier funded by Hillary Rodham Clinton [using big money ($145 million) donated to the Clinton Foundation by a group of Putin’s wealthy crooks in Moscow (following the infamous “Uranium One” deal she signed off with Obama’s approval while she was his Secretary of State)]. That money continues to be used to undermine Trump and the GOP. But now that the fruits of the DNC deals have become so malodorous they can’t find
a way to clean their kitchen. Such is the level of ineptitude and corruption of Joe Biden and his administration, it is being discussed in every corner of the globe. More alarming is the fact that the idiocy of Joe Biden has the world worried about a nuclear war. Is Armageddon about to begin? Ask our Dr. Strangelove on 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.

The whole DNC is running for cover, but it cannot find a way out of its the dark tunnels of lies and political chicanery. Even its Sorcerer [Soros who may have bribed the Pablum-fed Nobel board to award his anti-American disciple Barack Obama an ‘unearned’ Nobel prize] has been exposed. No, no, no! This crowd of traitors cannot be given a pass. Yet, what is the GOP going to do about this treachery while the ‘flip-flopping’ Mitch McConnell is gumming up the works ?

Well, the CCP has their mole Joe Biden [and family] on its payroll protected by the DOJ/FBI. The Russians since the days of Josef Stalin had failed to seat a mole in the WH, that became a reality when Barack Obama and the scurrilous Joe Biden were elected to the WH in November 2008. The fix was on. Biden soon began to make his dirty-money deals with Obama’s consent; and the Russians, under Putin, finally had their mole in the WH. Remember when Obama reassured Putin’s envoy Medvedev [“I’ll have more flexibility after the election”] on the matter of Russia’s annexation of the Crimean Peninsula? After that, Joe Biden was assigned by Obama to work with Ukraine, Russia, and China on the administration’s foreign affairs [Obama assured his inner circle and the press that Biden, having served on the Senate Committee on Foreign affairs had the necessary experience]. But Obama was passing the ball to Joe for their international dirty-money triple play.

Then Hunter Biden entered the game as the fixer. And the cash began to flow from the Ukraine [Burisma] and the CCP [Bank of China] into the Bidens’ honey pot. And all the players got their cut. No one cared that the safety, security, and sovereignty of the nation was being handed over to the pawnbrokers in Moscow and Beijing. Heck, even the ‘one-world’ Hungarian Sorcerer [naturalized American] was in on the deal.

But right now they are all busy trying to prevent the return of the magnificent Orangeman. They are afraid he knows their game and how to beat them, they know he will not be their ‘steady-hands’ in the White House to safeguard their wealth and political power. So the Sorcerer has put down $1 million to win at the racetrack; but his jockey DA Alvin Bragg has already been disqualified.

Best regards. Cjack…Letter to Ghr…Friday, March 24, 2023

(Dear Friend from the American South. I’m not sure you know that the first twenty years of my professional life, I taught Russian at two high schools in Minneapolis. I majored in Russian in my first college degree from 1952-56. I was fairly certain in those days the Stalinist Soviets would rise to a WAR we would probably be drawn into. (I was a child wrapped into the Second World War following its Sunday war news with picture sections. I had two cousins on the Asian front in the Navy. I began to draw maps both in the East and the West war fronts.

When I first went to college I was certain the USSR would spit their Communism into War against the West someday soon, so I learned its language and was determined to teach it to be of value when the time came. After my two years in the army, I went to graduate school to strengthen my Russian in order to teach it. My first career was teaching Russian at the University of Minnesota High School in Minneapolis.

One of the greatest experiences of my life was going to the Soviet Union under a grant from Washington in a program organized and agreed upon during Eisenhower’s administration….the Russian Reds were short of money during his administration and America was short of knowledge regarding its Russian world. But, the Reds got the money, but decided America wouldn’t get theirs…..until the 1960s when they needed more money, and America needed knowing Russian and its language.

In 1965 I got a grant to spend a month in the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics with a group of twenty five in the entire month of August. I had to agree to spend the full month of July at the University of Indiana with the group to be trained for the experience. I was one of the four teachers who was fluent enough to speak freely who were allowed to go free on the streets of Moscow, Kiev, Rostov, Leningrad. I went alone. The first day, in Leningrad, I was surprisingly smart enough to buy common Russian clothing for summer…white shirt and black pants. I was dumb enough to bring my yellow swim suit. Russian guys wore black…end of story!

I purposely snooped among Russians in groups. Early in my visit, I was in Kiev and decided to go swimming in the Volga….I think it was a Saturday during second week. The sun was beautiful. There were more than 20,000 local Soviets along the huge bathing area along the river….more guys than gals, but a lot in groups of four or six lying one blankets and getting wet….guys wearing black swim suits…every one I could see. I set my blanket about 500 feet up the small slant of the riverside. I had to walk several hundred feet when I went into the river it was so crowded. Walking that 500 feet in my yellow swim suit made me feel very American…..My Russian was Russian well used then. I had been taught by University of Minnesota Russians and a Vermont where I got my masters degree where we spoke Russian by rule every day.

I always spoke my Russian as much as possible. I had been first taught by Russian aristocrats who had survived Communism and reached America, from Manchuria when the Chinese Communist fascists won their brutal war after World War II.

I’m too old to write a book about the experience. My yellow swim suit attracted every who could see me when I left the river to go back to my blanket but couldn’t make it for two hours…

I decided to (as was my drive to speak to the locals) stop for a talk asap….while walking away from the water. I stopped to talk to a couple couples lying in a very large blanket reading and talking very quietly as standard. The entire place was quiet as usual.

My Russian was very old time Russian, but Russian enough. They saw my yellow swim shorts. They were in their thirties I’d guess. Crowd was everywhere…as far as anyone could see. They seemed to be playing a card game….so I asked what they were playing…..very rude in Russian speech. Silence…as I expected. I spoke a few more sentences quietly….and then said “I’ve enjoyed by trip here….and thanked them for listening to me….”I am a foreigner” I said. I’m sorry to have interrupted your game, but I was curious what you were playing….and then I slowly turned away taking a step or to…..

Excuse me…excuse me the Russian fellow said ..where are you from? When I answered “from the United States” HE LOOKED SHOCKED as I was hoping. The second fellow looked puzzled and asked “WHERE?”

Their two girls stood up and I heard one whisper: “What did he say?” I apologized for interrupting the game they were playing.

We talked for more than two hours standing causing several thousand to gather around us. “He’s an American” I heard them explain the standing while talking more than once. I was introduced to the gals, but didn’t know if they were married.

I could hear endless sounds while I was talking answering very courteous questions…Was I married? Yes…have kids…yes Teach Russian….yes and were all so courteous and careful questionings…two hours of talk and answer about family, job, WHEN THE ARMED POLICE ARRIVED WITH A VARIETY OF WEAPONS. (Standard Soviet life against groups talking in 1965 Soviet public.) No one was rude until the Police of twenty well armed came and insisted the crowd disappear. They looked like they had winter clothing on. I kept talking but tried to hear what the cops were saying and how the Russian citizen was trying to be polite with me, an American. I continued to answer questions to the countless swimmers around me…Some even said…”Don’t pay any attention to them!” I couldn’t hear the countless arguments the Ukrainian citizens seemed to be saying…”He’s an American. Don’t insult us!” more than once.

CJack, you carried me away again…God Bless You! I can’t tell you how lucky I was to spend a month, nearly entirely by myself walking through Soviet towns…picking whom I wanted to talk to….My Russian was very Russian of an old kind….which was a great advantage for me….I picked my chances when I thought I could speak to the outdoors folks….places where Soviet populations then never spoke in public much. glenn P.S. YOUR REVIEW ABOVE IS TERRIFIC!