Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Nomad News-Vol.5-No.104

I WAS READY TO THROW IN THE TOWEL
     For the past fifty or so years I have been attempting, in my own little way, to warn the people of America about the impending disaster that was on the way that would destroy America as a republic.  It has seemed to fall on deaf ears and I decided it was time to throw in the towel, watch the sun come up, and drink my daily portion of one beer.  I reminisced back into the 1960s when I would have lunch on occasion, with a couple of food broker friends, at Dante & Luigi's Restaurant in South Philadelphia.  Sometimes a couple of executives working for the Delaware River Port Authority (DRPA) would join.  At the time, a new bridge over the Delaware River below Philadelphia  was being debated.  No way that traffic would warrant it.  A few years prior, a new bridge had been built north of Philadelphia.  One of the DRPA executives made this statement:  The boys in the north got their bridge, now it's time for the boys in the south to get theirs.
     I don't have to get soaked to the skin when I go out to know that its raining!  This is exactly how Washington DC has operated for the past fifty or sixty years.  When the Republicans are in power, they get their booty.  We make a change and elect Democrats and its their turn to get the booty.  The DC Republicans and Democrats have become so immersed in corruption and greed that it has flowed out of DC like molten lava from an erupting volcano into every aspect of our lives.
     I decided to cut and run.  As I pulled my arm back to throw in the towel, I came across the following quote from an unknown author:  "The best part of anyone's day is between 4:30 and 5:00 a.m. if they are blessed enough to be able to step outside and see the dawn of a new day as it happens."
     As I absorbed  this, I felt a surge of renewed optimism that this is about to happen in America within the next two years.  It can come about in one of two ways:  (1) A hostile takeover of Washington DC which will be catastrophic, and perhaps give Obama the opportunity he is looking for to declare martial law or (2) A third party; a Constitution Party.  This can only occur if an Angel steps in and unites constitutional Republicans and Democrats that will be so powerful that a coalition of Progressive Democrats and Republicans  cannot override their doctrine of saving America.
     If you read what I write, you know I believe in angels.  I have a sheltering angel that has kept me from harm my entire life.  My angel doesn't control or direct my daily activities but she does control my destiny as I have written about in previous Nomad News editions.   In Nomad News No. 58, titled "Close Encounters",  I listed a series of close encounters with tragedy  where I believe my angel intervened.  In this instance, I believe I failed to mention one, which could be the the most dramatic of all.  I'm going to include it now, even if it is a repeat:
     I stopped driving after I had the TIA (mini-stroke).  My doctor lets me drink one beer daily, which is  an imposition but I obey.  Yvette does not consume any alcohol when driving is related.  We cannot afford to have her driving curtailed.  On this occasion we departed from VFW Post 5025 on Route 127 south of Crossville after darkness had set in.  I always look right for oncoming traffic while Yvette is in charge of left oncoming.  I called out "All clear right".  She pulled out as she uttered "Oh".  I turned my vision left to be greeted by two glaring head lights from an oncoming vehicle that were within a few yards.  The following happened in a split second.  I turned my vision straight ahead with the thought "We're dead".  Then an unearthly silence set it as we sat there in the middle of the highway.  It was the same silence I had experienced years before in my encounter with the German rocket plane in Holland.  Nothing passed in front of us.  There wasn't room behind without scraping the guard rail.  No sound of screeching brakes.  Nothing but this eerie silence.  Was it a UFO that pulled up and over us?  Was it some powerful unknown force that lifted the vehicle up and over us?  All I know for sure is, we were safe.  I said: "Let's get out of the middle of the road before something hits us."  We drove home in silence.
  I believe in angels and I believe one will save America.  (Copyright - 2014-Andrew M. Dolan)
   
   
       

       

   

No comments:

Post a Comment