The one good thing to come from these past three years is the confirmation that the worst and most sinister enemies of America will come, not from abroad, but from within. And that they won't actually look like wolves, but will be dressed in warm, disarming smiles accompanied by soothing and gentle voices.
It's been said that I am a man defined by his pastimes, but that's not the whole picture. I'm also a constitutionalist-republican, and I am posessed by the memory of an exceptional bird-dog. My Great-Great-Grandmother killed a bear, by beating it to death with a burning pine knot, and I was such a fast runner when I played baseball, that I once hit a line-drive that hit me in the head as I rounded 2nd base. I have a photographic memory, but they no longer make my film.