And just how does you making up lies about Trump help? It sure won't help you!
Rev 21 All liars will have their part in the Lake of Fire!
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Rev 21 All liars will have their part in the Lake of Fire!
Ezekiel 12:2
“Son of man, thou dwellest in the midst of a rebellious house, which have eyes to see, and see not; they have ears to hear, and hear not: for they are a rebellious house.”
Go ahead and bless Trump .....it won't bode well.
2 John 1:11
“For he that biddeth him God speed is partaker of his evil deeds.”
I see quite clearly what you're doing. Anything to TRASH Trump, true or not!
TLHKAJ said: "Trump kills them in Ninth Circle rituals. He rapes and tortures children,.and sacrifices children and eats them."
Been waiting for weeks, still no proof!
JimKnox
Active Member
We elected Trump to close the border and eject the mercenaries Obiden brought into the interior.
He closed the border.
My only complaint is they are not ejecting the mercenaries fast enough.
The gas prices are not Trump's fault. The oil companies are manipulating the prices. Think about it. One day they may be $3.90 gal and the next it is $4.50. They are raising prices on gas THAT IS ALREADY IN THE GROUND AT THE PUMP! Then they tell you it is because of Iran. That has nothing to do with Trump. They lie.
Ziggy
Well-Known Member
I believe the Lord shakes things up from time to time to make people really think about what the truly important things are.
We get so caught up in the headlines and the stories.
But when the rubber meets the road you have to ask yourself, where do I stand?
These are those earthquake days when everything, economy, politics, family, everything is shifting.
I think us Boomers can handle it better then the younger generations because we've come this way before. Some more some less.
But after the dust settles, we're still here singing the same old song our parents sang when they went through the days of shifting sands under confident feet.
Back in the 30's there was the Great Dust Bowl and the country was plunged into hard times. The 70's we went through some culture changes with women's lib and flower power. Y2K or year 2000 was the end of the world, all the computers were going to crash because they didn't know if the new technology would know how to tell time. lol.
9/11 was a day the world stood still and we could reflect on what it meant to be united for a cause.
Always living on the edge as if it's the end of the world.
And in a way it is, it's the end of the world as we knew it.
I suppose some ages can be shorter or longer on how fast they turn from one to another.
My daughter reminds me all the time, we are coming into the age of Aquarius and Pisces is behind us. I'm not into "signs" but changes do happen, and time has a lot to do with it.
I believe if you have a strong foundation and you have faith, no matter which way the wind blows the Lord sees us through.
A test of patience.
Money is a hard thing. Everything revolves around it. Money makes the world go round.
As long as you believe that days like these won't last forever, you can push through it.
Just don't let it over take you.
anywho,
a lot of people, and countries, all around the world having the sand shifting under their feet.
Just hold on, tomorrows another day.
Hugs
We get so caught up in the headlines and the stories.
But when the rubber meets the road you have to ask yourself, where do I stand?
These are those earthquake days when everything, economy, politics, family, everything is shifting.
I think us Boomers can handle it better then the younger generations because we've come this way before. Some more some less.
But after the dust settles, we're still here singing the same old song our parents sang when they went through the days of shifting sands under confident feet.
Back in the 30's there was the Great Dust Bowl and the country was plunged into hard times. The 70's we went through some culture changes with women's lib and flower power. Y2K or year 2000 was the end of the world, all the computers were going to crash because they didn't know if the new technology would know how to tell time. lol.
9/11 was a day the world stood still and we could reflect on what it meant to be united for a cause.
Always living on the edge as if it's the end of the world.
And in a way it is, it's the end of the world as we knew it.
I suppose some ages can be shorter or longer on how fast they turn from one to another.
My daughter reminds me all the time, we are coming into the age of Aquarius and Pisces is behind us. I'm not into "signs" but changes do happen, and time has a lot to do with it.
I believe if you have a strong foundation and you have faith, no matter which way the wind blows the Lord sees us through.
A test of patience.
Money is a hard thing. Everything revolves around it. Money makes the world go round.
As long as you believe that days like these won't last forever, you can push through it.
Just don't let it over take you.
anywho,
a lot of people, and countries, all around the world having the sand shifting under their feet.
Just hold on, tomorrows another day.
Hugs
It would be very hard for a person from a poor family to become a doctor considering your list of prohibitions.
However, I think your words "be a part of" may not mean to avoid them altogether
but rather, do not participate in the evil aspects of these things. If so, I agree with you.
I found that article very moving so I did a little follow up looking at the references cited in the Wikipedia article "United States embargo against Cuba: Humanitarian Aspects"This is what your "CHRISTIAN PRESIDENT is doing right now:
From a woman in Cuba:
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To all humanity, to the mothers of the world, to doctors without borders, to journalists with dignity, to governments that still believe in justice:
My name is like millions. I have no known surnames or important positions. I'm a Cuban standing up. A daughter, a sister, a patriot. And I write this with a torn soul and trembling hands, because what my people live today is not a crisis. It's a slow, calculated, coldly executed murder from Washington.
And the world looks the other way.
---
REPORT FOR MY GRANDPARENTS:
Report that in Cuba there are elderly who die prematurely because the blockade prevents medicines for the heart, blood pressure, diabetes from arriving. There is no lack of resources. It's a deliberate prohibition. Companies that want to sell to Cuba are fined, persecuted, threatened. Their governments are silent. Meanwhile, a Cuban grandpa squeezes his chest and waits. Death gives no warning. The lockdown does.
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REPORT FOR MY KIDS:
Report that there are incubators in Cuba that have been shut down due to lack of fuel. That there are newborns fighting for their lives while the US government decides which countries can sell us oil and which can't. That there are Cuban mothers who have seen their children's lives endangered because an order signed in a Washington office is worth more than the tears of a baby 90 miles from the coast.
Where is the international community? Where are the organizations that defend children so much? Or do Cuban kids don't deserve to live?
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REPORT FOR INTENTIONAL HUNGER:
I report that the lockdown is programmed hunger. It's not that you're missing out on food because yes. It's because they're preventing us from buying it. It's that the food boats are being chased. Is that banking transactions are blocked. It's because the companies that sell us grains, chicken, milk are sanctioned.
Hunger in Cuba is no accident. It is a state policy of the United States government, refined for 60 years, updated by each administration, recruded by Donald Trump and executed with silliness by Marco Rubio.
They call this "economic pressure." I call terrorism with hunger.
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COMPLAINT BY MY DOCTORS:
I report that our doctors, the same ones who saved lives in the pandemic while the whole world collapsed, today have no syringes, no anesthesia, no X-ray equipment. Not because we can't produce them. Not because we have no talent. But because the lockdown prevents us from accessing inputs, spare parts, technology.
Our scientists created five vaccines against COVID-19. Five. With no help from anyone. Against wind and tide. Against blocking and lies. And yet, the empire punishes us for achieving it.
---
TO THE WORLD I TELL:
Cuba doesn't ask them for handouts.
Cuba doesn't ask them for soldiers.
Cuba doesn't ask them to love us.
Cuba asks them for justice. Nothing else. Nothing less.
I ask you to stop normalizing the suffering of my people.
I ask you to call the block by its name: CRIME AGAINST HUMANITY.
I ask you not to be deceived by the tale of "dialogue" and "democracy" while they squeeze our necks.
No queremos caridad. Queremos que nos DEJEN VIVIR.
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To complicit governments who remain silent:
History will pass a bill on them.
To the lying media:
The truth always finds the cracks.
To the murderers who sign sanctions:
The Cuban people do not forget and do not forgive.
To those who still have humanity in their chests:
Look at Cuba. Look what they do to them. And ask yourself: Which side of history do I want to be on?
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From this small island, with a giant village,
A Cuban woman who refuses to give up.
IF THIS TEXT TOUCHED YOU INSIDE, SHARE IT.
I don't care if you have 10 friends or 10k followers.
I don't care if your wall is public or private.
Idc if u never share anything.
But this is different.
This is not a sunset photo.
This isn't a hoax news.
This is not an opinion anymore.
This is a SCREAMIN. And yelling don't hold back. They are HEARD. They REPLICATE themselves. They BECOME A CROWD.
Today I'm not asking you for a like.
Please use your thumbs for something bigger than scrolling the screen.
SHARE.
To let the world know there is no crisis in Cuba.
There is a CRIME.
To let mothers in other countries know that here are babies struggling in incubators that are off due to the lockdown.
Just so grandparents from other lands know there are elderly here dying waiting for drugs that Washington won't let in.
So that complicit governments feel ashamed.
So the lying media has no escape.
Let the murderers know WE DONT STAY SILENT.
Just one person sharing this doesn't change the world.
Billions and millions of YES.
Don't keep this text saved.
Don't be an accomplice to the silence.
MAKE THIS REPORT GO FURTHER THAN BLOCKING.
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Think about this when you attend church this sunday.
While I do not condone any current restrictions on medical supplies, it surprised me that the situation predates Trump by many years.
Can't believe much of anything the Trump haters say!
Triumph 1300 said: "Trump has come around to the idea that God worships Trump, too."
Triumph 1300 said: "Trump has come around to the idea that God worships Trump, too."
Did you and your buddy T 1300 repent for your LIES you said about Trump? Tomorrow may be too late. The God of Israel will be your Judge!
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I saw a documentary about Cuba. They have been living like they are in the 1950s for many years. That's why so many Cubans fled the Communist regime decades ago.
That letter is fictional.This is what your "CHRISTIAN PRESIDENT is doing right now:
From a woman in Cuba:
---
To all humanity, to the mothers of the world, to doctors without borders, to journalists with dignity, to governments that still believe in justice:
My name is like millions. I have no known surnames or important positions. I'm a Cuban standing up. A daughter, a sister, a patriot. And I write this with a torn soul and trembling hands, because what my people live today is not a crisis. It's a slow, calculated, coldly executed murder from Washington.
And the world looks the other way.
---
REPORT FOR MY GRANDPARENTS:
Report that in Cuba there are elderly who die prematurely because the blockade prevents medicines for the heart, blood pressure, diabetes from arriving. There is no lack of resources. It's a deliberate prohibition. Companies that want to sell to Cuba are fined, persecuted, threatened. Their governments are silent. Meanwhile, a Cuban grandpa squeezes his chest and waits. Death gives no warning. The lockdown does.
---
REPORT FOR MY KIDS:
Report that there are incubators in Cuba that have been shut down due to lack of fuel. That there are newborns fighting for their lives while the US government decides which countries can sell us oil and which can't. That there are Cuban mothers who have seen their children's lives endangered because an order signed in a Washington office is worth more than the tears of a baby 90 miles from the coast.
Where is the international community? Where are the organizations that defend children so much? Or do Cuban kids don't deserve to live?
---
REPORT FOR INTENTIONAL HUNGER:
I report that the lockdown is programmed hunger. It's not that you're missing out on food because yes. It's because they're preventing us from buying it. It's that the food boats are being chased. Is that banking transactions are blocked. It's because the companies that sell us grains, chicken, milk are sanctioned.
Hunger in Cuba is no accident. It is a state policy of the United States government, refined for 60 years, updated by each administration, recruded by Donald Trump and executed with silliness by Marco Rubio.
They call this "economic pressure." I call terrorism with hunger.
---
COMPLAINT BY MY DOCTORS:
I report that our doctors, the same ones who saved lives in the pandemic while the whole world collapsed, today have no syringes, no anesthesia, no X-ray equipment. Not because we can't produce them. Not because we have no talent. But because the lockdown prevents us from accessing inputs, spare parts, technology.
Our scientists created five vaccines against COVID-19. Five. With no help from anyone. Against wind and tide. Against blocking and lies. And yet, the empire punishes us for achieving it.
---
TO THE WORLD I TELL:
Cuba doesn't ask them for handouts.
Cuba doesn't ask them for soldiers.
Cuba doesn't ask them to love us.
Cuba asks them for justice. Nothing else. Nothing less.
I ask you to stop normalizing the suffering of my people.
I ask you to call the block by its name: CRIME AGAINST HUMANITY.
I ask you not to be deceived by the tale of "dialogue" and "democracy" while they squeeze our necks.
No queremos caridad. Queremos que nos DEJEN VIVIR.
---
To complicit governments who remain silent:
History will pass a bill on them.
To the lying media:
The truth always finds the cracks.
To the murderers who sign sanctions:
The Cuban people do not forget and do not forgive.
To those who still have humanity in their chests:
Look at Cuba. Look what they do to them. And ask yourself: Which side of history do I want to be on?
---
From this small island, with a giant village,
A Cuban woman who refuses to give up.
IF THIS TEXT TOUCHED YOU INSIDE, SHARE IT.
I don't care if you have 10 friends or 10k followers.
I don't care if your wall is public or private.
Idc if u never share anything.
But this is different.
This is not a sunset photo.
This isn't a hoax news.
This is not an opinion anymore.
This is a SCREAMIN. And yelling don't hold back. They are HEARD. They REPLICATE themselves. They BECOME A CROWD.
Today I'm not asking you for a like.
Please use your thumbs for something bigger than scrolling the screen.
SHARE.
To let the world know there is no crisis in Cuba.
There is a CRIME.
To let mothers in other countries know that here are babies struggling in incubators that are off due to the lockdown.
Just so grandparents from other lands know there are elderly here dying waiting for drugs that Washington won't let in.
So that complicit governments feel ashamed.
So the lying media has no escape.
Let the murderers know WE DONT STAY SILENT.
Just one person sharing this doesn't change the world.
Billions and millions of YES.
Don't keep this text saved.
Don't be an accomplice to the silence.
MAKE THIS REPORT GO FURTHER THAN BLOCKING.
--------------------------------------------------------
Think about this when you attend church this sunday.
Ronald David Bruno
Well-Known Member
If he said those words, it's just another rhetorical boastful comment meaning we are in charge, they have no power, ability to create any major disruptions from now on in the Strait of Hormuz. But it's just not over with them. By themselves, they are defeated. But if Russia, China, Pakistan, Turkey and Islamic countries join in against Israel and the USA - that's Armageddon. Technically that's a war against Israel and God, but even though the US doesn't seem to be prophesied about in scripture, many scholars might say otherwise, like NYC is a description of Babylon. In any case, there will be attacks on US soil before they go after Israel, to distract us, keep us busy. Maybe they won't have to? Catastrophic events, like a major earthquake on the west coast or volcanic eruptions ( Mt. Rainier, Yellowstone) could devastate our country. I still think of the doomsday Russian nuclear subs that can set off bombs under the Atlantic ocean and cause tsunamies that take out the coastal cities.
Many countries are all working for and influenced by Satan, and apparently half of our own country is too , and so it goes. Trump is naive. He has no idea what he really set in motion, it's much bigger than preventing Iran from ever getting nukes. They don't have to make them, someone can give them a bunch to bring over here. Mini- nukes, only a couple hundred pounds can be put in a row boat and sent into NY or LA harbors. Our borders are secure but not impenetrable.
God is sovereign and so what will be will be.
Come Lord Jesus!
Ronald David Bruno
Well-Known Member
Communism has consequences. People will always suffer under it's regime. It is sad. The old saying goes, "We are damned if we try to do something to help and damned we don't".
But listen, many countries are suffering, starving, collapsing. People are getting their heads chopped off too. Try living in Southern Sudan, you'd be praying for Jesus to come soon.
We just can't fix the world, only Jesus can.
We are in the "beginning of sorrows" spoken about in Matt. 24. It precedes the Great Tribulation. The entire world will be suffering worse than Cuba. Stress throughout the world is increasing. Look at the natural disasters lately: Venezuela, Columbia, volcanic eruptions, Nepal's glacier collapse ... every week something else, events increasing in frequency like birth pangs. Thankfully God is sovereign; but it is going to get much worse before it's over and healing comes.
Triumph1300
Well-Known Member
Yes, you are right it predates Trump.
No doubt about it.
And the letter might be fake, who knows, but is a good description about what is happening in Cuba.
No reason to deny how bad it has become since Trump came to power.
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The disappointing thing is that Mr. Trump, claiming to be a "born again christian president:", is now making the situation worse for the Cuban people.
I wonder what his spiritual "christian" advisor Paula White has to say about situations like this.
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Not that I expected anything different from this administration, they bombed a girl school in a foreign country. (Killing over 200 girls).
You shall know them by their fruits.
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Enjoy your monday.
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Do you have a mirror?
Quoting Triumph 1300: "Trump has come around to the idea that God worships Trump, too."
Rev 21 All liars will have their part in the Lake of Fire.
Nice cover?....
Tell me? Why don't you really like Trump?
Some form of pathological envy?
Triumph1300
Well-Known Member
Since some of you folks have been bad mouthing Canada.....here is a letter from an US citizen:
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LETTER TO MY FELLOW AMERICANS: ABOUT CANADA
Credit: Douglas Brown
We lost our oldest friend on purpose. How we start deserving them back:
I’m an American writer in Baton Rouge. I spent thirty years inside this country’s institutions — utilities, audit agencies, the systems that only work when somebody keeps them honest.
This week a senator asked Canada to be nicer to us. This is my answer, addressed to the right people.
The Letter
A senator from California wrote to Canada this week asking them to be nicer to us.
I read it twice to make sure it was real. Then I got angry, and not at Canada.
Do you know what we did? I’m asking honestly, because most of us don’t. It went by in the noise. Our president called Canada the 51st state. Not once, at a dinner, as a joke. Over and over, from behind the seal of our republic. He looked at a country of 40 million people — a country with its own flag, its own parliament, its own dead from two world wars it entered before we did — and called it a real estate opportunity.
Then we tariffed their steel, and their aluminum too — aluminum we barely make anymore. We shut our own smelters years ago, and then taxed the neighbor who kept our factories running. And he told us Canada would pay those tariffs. That was a lie, and not a complicated one. A tariff is a tax collected at our own ports, paid by our own importers, passed down to us at the register.
Canada never wrote a check. We did — on every truck, every beam, every can. He taxed us, and called it punishing them. Then we shook them down over a bridge they built and paid for — his own words: he would not allow it to open until America was “fully compensated” for a bridge that cost us nothing. Then, when they quietly stopped buying our whiskey and stopped driving south, we sent senators to ask why they were being mean.
Nobody has talked to Canada like that in over a hundred years. It took us to do it.
Let me tell you what that border used to be. It was the longest undefended border on earth — our best brag. Not the aircraft carriers. The neighbor who never needed to fear us. My grandfather crossed it to fish. Theirs crossed it to watch a ball game. Nobody checked twice.
In 1979, when our embassy fell in Tehran, six Americans slipped out a back door with nowhere to go. Canadian diplomats hid them in their homes for three months, and Canada’s own cabinet secretly authorized real Canadian passports to smuggle them out — their government put its name on our escape. On September 11th, when our sky closed, a town in Newfoundland smaller than a college campus took in nearly seven thousand of our stranded and fed them for days without asking who would pay. When we went to Afghanistan, they came. They buried a hundred and fifty-eight of their own for our war.
That’s the country our president says shouldn’t exist. That’s the country our senators are scolding.
I’ve walked the stretch of Pennsylvania Avenue in front of the White House. Everybody who’s been to Washington has — it was a park with a famous house in it, and that was the brag too: the most powerful man on earth, and you could stand on his sidewalk. This week they proposed fencing it permanently — Lafayette Square too, the park where we’ve protested every president since Jefferson. There’s already titanium fencing around the new ballroom; he bragged a bulldozer couldn’t knock it over, and there’s a bunker going in six stories beneath it. I saw the photograph of that fence and understood something I’d been avoiding: men do not build compounds against people who love them. And I grew up being told we were the good guys — every movie, every classroom, every Fourth of July. So here is the hardest sentence I have ever had to write. Right now, today, we are the country other countries protect themselves from.
Canada figured that out before most of us would say it. Now let me tell you what their answer looks like, because it isn’t rage. Rage we’d know how to dismiss.
A woman in a liquor store in Sudbury turns a bottle, reads Kentucky on the label, and puts it back. Somewhere in Bardstown, a man who’s filled bottles like it his whole working life watches the orders fall and wonders what he did wrong. The answer is nothing. A family in Mississauga cancels the Florida trip they’d taken for eleven years. The motel in Bangor sits empty. The outlet mall in Buffalo where Ontario plates used to fill the lot every Saturday is asphalt and echoes now. At hockey games, they boo our anthem — and if you knew Canadians, you’d know how much it costs them to be rude on purpose.
Here’s the part I need you to sit with. They aren’t angry at you. Ask any of them — I have — and they say the same thing, almost apologetically, like they’re worried we’ll take it wrong: it’s not the waitress in Bangor, it’s not the vineyard family in Sonoma, it’s him. Our trade representative filed them next to China — “the company they’re running in,” he said, of the people who forged our way out of Tehran. And still they keep separating us from the man behind the seal, more carefully than we ever separated them from anything.
Our oldest friend is boycotting us and apologizing to us at the same time.
It broke something in me.
They watched him threaten Greenland, shake down NATO, send masked agents into our streets — and they still made sure the quarrel was with him, not us. They use a word for him up there that our own senators are afraid of. I’m done being more afraid of the word than the thing. They’re right.
So here’s what I’m asking, and unlike Senator Schiff, I’m asking the people who can actually fix it. Us.
Stop waiting for Canada to get over it. They won’t, and they shouldn’t. The empty shelf isn’t a tantrum. It’s the last polite warning a polite country knows how to give.
And understand what they’re actually asking for, because it was never about wine sales. It’s respect. A sovereign country. An equal. Not the 51st anything.
This November, vote like the border depends on it, because it does. Not just the states that always decide things — all of them, down to the school boards. And if you already vote — you’re not who this paragraph is for. The person you bring with you is. One man is not stopped by one election in one place. He is stopped when a whole country stands up at once and takes Congress out of his hands.
Then make Congress use it. We tried impeachment twice. Seven of them were brave the second time. The rest decided their seats mattered more than their country. Send them home too.
And then let the courts finish it. He broke our laws in the open, daring us to care. So care. Try him. Convict him. Put him where a president who betrays his country belongs — in a cell, for the rest of his life, where he can never again reach across a border he didn’t respect.
Not vengeance. Precedent. Every strongman on earth is watching to see whether America punishes this or forgives it. So is every friend we have left.
Our grandparents crossed an ocean to stop men like him, and Canadians crossed it beside them. All we have to do is cross a parking lot.
And I’ll say the quiet part, because some of us are already whispering it at kitchen tables: what if he doesn’t let November count? Here’s what I know from thirty years of watching systems fail. Rigging works in the dark and in the margins. It cannot survive turnout so large the count is beside the point, and it cannot survive forty million witnesses next door who have already shown they’ll call things by their name. So don’t vote like it’s close. Vote like it’s watched — because it is, from fifty feet across the river.
And when he’s gone — because these men always go, never quietly, and never on their own — I want to be there the day the Canadian plates come back over the Peace Bridge. I want to hear their accents in the motels in Maine again. I want to stand in a bar in Ontario and buy the first round with our whiskey — the day it’s back on their shelf and they’ll take it — and tell them we’re sorry, and mean it.
They spent a hundred years being the best neighbor any country ever had.
It was never them.
It was us. So it’s ours to fix.
If this letter says what you’d say — don’t share it.
Write your own. Then send it to your senator,
Signed
Ann Soucie
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Enjoy your evening.
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LETTER TO MY FELLOW AMERICANS: ABOUT CANADA
Credit: Douglas Brown
We lost our oldest friend on purpose. How we start deserving them back:
I’m an American writer in Baton Rouge. I spent thirty years inside this country’s institutions — utilities, audit agencies, the systems that only work when somebody keeps them honest.
This week a senator asked Canada to be nicer to us. This is my answer, addressed to the right people.
The Letter
A senator from California wrote to Canada this week asking them to be nicer to us.
I read it twice to make sure it was real. Then I got angry, and not at Canada.
Do you know what we did? I’m asking honestly, because most of us don’t. It went by in the noise. Our president called Canada the 51st state. Not once, at a dinner, as a joke. Over and over, from behind the seal of our republic. He looked at a country of 40 million people — a country with its own flag, its own parliament, its own dead from two world wars it entered before we did — and called it a real estate opportunity.
Then we tariffed their steel, and their aluminum too — aluminum we barely make anymore. We shut our own smelters years ago, and then taxed the neighbor who kept our factories running. And he told us Canada would pay those tariffs. That was a lie, and not a complicated one. A tariff is a tax collected at our own ports, paid by our own importers, passed down to us at the register.
Canada never wrote a check. We did — on every truck, every beam, every can. He taxed us, and called it punishing them. Then we shook them down over a bridge they built and paid for — his own words: he would not allow it to open until America was “fully compensated” for a bridge that cost us nothing. Then, when they quietly stopped buying our whiskey and stopped driving south, we sent senators to ask why they were being mean.
Nobody has talked to Canada like that in over a hundred years. It took us to do it.
Let me tell you what that border used to be. It was the longest undefended border on earth — our best brag. Not the aircraft carriers. The neighbor who never needed to fear us. My grandfather crossed it to fish. Theirs crossed it to watch a ball game. Nobody checked twice.
In 1979, when our embassy fell in Tehran, six Americans slipped out a back door with nowhere to go. Canadian diplomats hid them in their homes for three months, and Canada’s own cabinet secretly authorized real Canadian passports to smuggle them out — their government put its name on our escape. On September 11th, when our sky closed, a town in Newfoundland smaller than a college campus took in nearly seven thousand of our stranded and fed them for days without asking who would pay. When we went to Afghanistan, they came. They buried a hundred and fifty-eight of their own for our war.
That’s the country our president says shouldn’t exist. That’s the country our senators are scolding.
I’ve walked the stretch of Pennsylvania Avenue in front of the White House. Everybody who’s been to Washington has — it was a park with a famous house in it, and that was the brag too: the most powerful man on earth, and you could stand on his sidewalk. This week they proposed fencing it permanently — Lafayette Square too, the park where we’ve protested every president since Jefferson. There’s already titanium fencing around the new ballroom; he bragged a bulldozer couldn’t knock it over, and there’s a bunker going in six stories beneath it. I saw the photograph of that fence and understood something I’d been avoiding: men do not build compounds against people who love them. And I grew up being told we were the good guys — every movie, every classroom, every Fourth of July. So here is the hardest sentence I have ever had to write. Right now, today, we are the country other countries protect themselves from.
Canada figured that out before most of us would say it. Now let me tell you what their answer looks like, because it isn’t rage. Rage we’d know how to dismiss.
A woman in a liquor store in Sudbury turns a bottle, reads Kentucky on the label, and puts it back. Somewhere in Bardstown, a man who’s filled bottles like it his whole working life watches the orders fall and wonders what he did wrong. The answer is nothing. A family in Mississauga cancels the Florida trip they’d taken for eleven years. The motel in Bangor sits empty. The outlet mall in Buffalo where Ontario plates used to fill the lot every Saturday is asphalt and echoes now. At hockey games, they boo our anthem — and if you knew Canadians, you’d know how much it costs them to be rude on purpose.
Here’s the part I need you to sit with. They aren’t angry at you. Ask any of them — I have — and they say the same thing, almost apologetically, like they’re worried we’ll take it wrong: it’s not the waitress in Bangor, it’s not the vineyard family in Sonoma, it’s him. Our trade representative filed them next to China — “the company they’re running in,” he said, of the people who forged our way out of Tehran. And still they keep separating us from the man behind the seal, more carefully than we ever separated them from anything.
Our oldest friend is boycotting us and apologizing to us at the same time.
It broke something in me.
They watched him threaten Greenland, shake down NATO, send masked agents into our streets — and they still made sure the quarrel was with him, not us. They use a word for him up there that our own senators are afraid of. I’m done being more afraid of the word than the thing. They’re right.
So here’s what I’m asking, and unlike Senator Schiff, I’m asking the people who can actually fix it. Us.
Stop waiting for Canada to get over it. They won’t, and they shouldn’t. The empty shelf isn’t a tantrum. It’s the last polite warning a polite country knows how to give.
And understand what they’re actually asking for, because it was never about wine sales. It’s respect. A sovereign country. An equal. Not the 51st anything.
This November, vote like the border depends on it, because it does. Not just the states that always decide things — all of them, down to the school boards. And if you already vote — you’re not who this paragraph is for. The person you bring with you is. One man is not stopped by one election in one place. He is stopped when a whole country stands up at once and takes Congress out of his hands.
Then make Congress use it. We tried impeachment twice. Seven of them were brave the second time. The rest decided their seats mattered more than their country. Send them home too.
And then let the courts finish it. He broke our laws in the open, daring us to care. So care. Try him. Convict him. Put him where a president who betrays his country belongs — in a cell, for the rest of his life, where he can never again reach across a border he didn’t respect.
Not vengeance. Precedent. Every strongman on earth is watching to see whether America punishes this or forgives it. So is every friend we have left.
Our grandparents crossed an ocean to stop men like him, and Canadians crossed it beside them. All we have to do is cross a parking lot.
And I’ll say the quiet part, because some of us are already whispering it at kitchen tables: what if he doesn’t let November count? Here’s what I know from thirty years of watching systems fail. Rigging works in the dark and in the margins. It cannot survive turnout so large the count is beside the point, and it cannot survive forty million witnesses next door who have already shown they’ll call things by their name. So don’t vote like it’s close. Vote like it’s watched — because it is, from fifty feet across the river.
And when he’s gone — because these men always go, never quietly, and never on their own — I want to be there the day the Canadian plates come back over the Peace Bridge. I want to hear their accents in the motels in Maine again. I want to stand in a bar in Ontario and buy the first round with our whiskey — the day it’s back on their shelf and they’ll take it — and tell them we’re sorry, and mean it.
They spent a hundred years being the best neighbor any country ever had.
It was never them.
It was us. So it’s ours to fix.
If this letter says what you’d say — don’t share it.
Write your own. Then send it to your senator,
Signed
Ann Soucie
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Enjoy your evening.
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