Preface
The subject matter of my book is made obvious by its title. It centers around politics and presents an analysis of the facts as I found them. You will find this book lacking in political correctness and providing no safe spaces for those who cant handle the truth. The single purpose of my writings is to present facts. Do with them as you wish, believe them, refute them, or ignore them, but facts are obstinate little critters and not likely to change.
I do not claim to be a literary scholar, nor a member of the intellectual elite. Neither do I have an alphabet of accolades behind my name, just a few undergraduate degrees, but I firmly believe that my life experiences and keen observations over the past eighty-three years should account for something.
My debut for entering this world came at an inopportune time cause I popped up right in the middle of the Great Depression. I wasnt old enough during those years to remember much, except it was a gray and somber time, not much color. Then came Pearl Harbor, followed by the war years. I recall the troop trains, the blackouts, the ration stamps, the victory gardens, and the little frames in the windows with stars representing the numbers that household had sent off to war. And there was our crazy neighbor who would yell across the fence, Now dont forget, loose lips sink ships. Then suddenly, the war was over. But not for long because within a few years, we were at it again.
President Roosevelt had died and Harry Truman was president. The Korean War must have started on a weekend because at church that Sunday, everyone was upset about it. Hadnt we just finished a war, and where was this place called Korea anyway? Eisenhower was elected in 1952 and ended the Korean War with an armistice in July of 1953, and once again, America was at peace.
The year was 1960, John F. Kennedy was running for president, and it was the first time when I was over twenty-one years and old enough to vote. I remember driving my grandmother to the polls that year. She was a Democrat to the core. She never forgave President Hoover for the bank failures. Holiday dinners at her house were served in a long dining room with a picture of Jesus the Good Shepherd on one wall and in a place of equal prominence, on the opposite wall, was a huge portrait of President Franklin Roosevelt.
There are certain events in our lives that are forever frozen in our memories, such was that fateful day in November of 1963, the day President Kennedy was shot. I was working just a block off the circle in downtown Indianapolis. It was lunchtime, and as the news circulated, people began crying and walking around in disbelief. It was like the world had stopped.
Then, just a few years later in April of 1968, Martin Luther King was assassinated in Memphis. Robert Kennedy happened to be in Indianapolis to give a campaign speech that very evening and was informed of Kings death just minutes before he stepped to the podium.
He had to announce to a crowd of thousands, mostly Black, that King was dead. He made a very emotional and now considered historic speech, appealing to the people to honor Kings legacy by avoiding violence against Whites and referred to his own brothers death at the hand of a White man.
He ended his speech with words found in the morning papers headlines, to tame the savageness of man and make gentle the life of the world. Just a few months from that night, Robert Kennedy was also shot and killed while campaigning in California.
It was 1965 when President Kennedys dream of putting a man on the moon became a reality. I was at my grandmothers watching her snowy black-and-white TV as Neil Armstrong stepped on the moon, but I knew Grandma wasnt buying any of it. Years later while living in Houston, my husband and I became close friends with a couple of the guys that actually walked on the moon, and I could have confirmed to Grandma that it really happened.
I recall the Vietnam War, dont know exactly when it started, not sure anyone does. It was during Johnsons time as president, but they never declared it as war. Isnt it weird how we keep track of time by our wars?
I remember when Nixon resigned, the helicopter lifted him off the White House lawn, and Gerald Ford took the reins. I remember the Carter years. How could I ever forget waiting hours in line for gasoline and interest rates at 20 percent? It was during the Carter debacle that I started paying attention to politics. A neighbor friend of ours kept insisting we listen to some of the radio broadcasts that Californias Governor Reagan was making. He piqued my interest immediately. I had never heard such a down-to-earth politician. He pinpointed issues, then presented common-sense solutions and did it all with a sense of humor. I admired this man and his policies and did so want him to become our president. At some point around this time, I realized I must be a republican!
From the seventies on, I was enthralled with politics and wanted to save the world. I held the first fundraiser for Reagan at my home in Houston the night after he won the nomination. For some reason, I always slept better while he was in the White House, hated to see him leave. George Bush Sr. took over the oval office with a promise, Read my lips, No new taxes, which never came to fruition. Nicest guy, met him once, but expecting him to fill Reagans shoes was a bit too much.
Then came Clinton. Gotta give him credit. He was very smart, good for the countrys economic health. He not only balanced the budget, he gave us a surplus. Never figured out how he could run the country and still have the time to get into so much trouble with so many women.
Next came George Jr. He was only in office a few months when 9/11 happened. Another date where the hands of time stood still. An event so ghastly, it can only be described as pure evil. Bush received fairly good grades for handling its aftermath, but why we decided to invade Iraq after the Twin Towers fell was never quite clear to me. However, it was financial meltdown in 2007 that was Bushs Waterloo. Bought on by years of liberal programs pushing banks to approve mortgages for everyone, they qualified applicants with no credit, no job, and no down payments. Gee, what could possibly have gone wrong? Then they bundled up this worthless paper, called it derivatives, and traded them on the exchange.
Never figured out what the SEC was doing while Wall Street was burning because it wasnt long before we found out that Bernie Madoff had made off with hundreds of millions of dollars. It appears these federal oversight agencies get so bogged down in trivia, they cant seem to find the crooks buried under all their paperwork.
When Barack Obama first came on the scene as a nominee, I really thought perhaps with a Black president, we could finally rid this country of racism once and for all. That would be a great blessing for America, so I began researching this unknown young fellow with a strange name that seemed to have suddenly appeared overnight.
However, my research failed to reveal any qualifications that could justify Obama ever being considered as a presidential candidate, but apparently the media was using other investigative means because they were portraying him as the second coming.
During that period, I took on the position as state coordinator for the GOP contender running for US Senate. I also assisted in organizing our local Tea Party, worked the polls, delivered signs, knocked on doors, gave speeches, and wrote articles. Then suddenly, it was all over. Obama won the election, he was our new president, and that was that. We had worked hard, but we lost. They won, so we picked up our campaign buttons and signs and went home.