
In its prime, America was a great country. Men worked and women raised families. We grew or manufactured everything we needed. We took care of our neighbors. Think Andy Griffith and Little House on the Prairie and The Waltons and Happy Days and the Cosby Show. Yes, in time immemorial, America was a land of unbounded possibility enhanced by the greatness of its people. Others feared us, respected us, and aspired to be us. We were the envy of the world. FDR elevated our “Four Freedoms” in a presidential speech on January 6, 1941; Norman Rockwell turned them into Saturday Evening Post covers in 1943:

Somewhere in the midst of utopia we lost our way. It was the libs. Fantasizing that America did not work for everyone, the libs pushed for special rights (voting, marriage, military service, employment) for everyone but white males. They created a DEI nightmare. They took a stable, just, happy nation and turned it into a place of distrust and anger. Then, when Biden opened our borders to gangs of unsavory illegals, we got crime. So much crime that our 1.5 guns per person were not enough to protect us.
Christian nationalists prayed. Providence intervened. In November 2024, God sent us two special men to Make Us Great Again. Both are Christ-like in their histories, demeanor, and speech. Both have lived lives devoted to the well-being of others, especially to the least among us. Being such strong and good men, they sometimes squabble – as the Apostles did – over the best way to serve their fellow men. We are experiencing such a bump in the road now. When all is said and done, however, the richest man in the world and the president he purchased out of love for us have brought us back to sanity and, more importantly, to safety.
I go to bed at night as snug as a bug in a rug because of the efforts of the Director of Elonica, Inc. and the orange CEO whose election he secured. In their mere six months in power, they have:
If you’ve been reading Elonica from the beginning, you know that I’ve come slowly and cautiously to my full-throated support of Elonican improvements. I think I was clinging to nostalgic, rose-colored memories of a time when privacy mattered, when diversity was assumed and often celebrated, when folk could share their different opinions without fear of repercussion. But, boy, our democracy was messy. Too many points of view. Too many choices. Too much conflict. Now that I’m living it, I’m loving the simple efficiency of Elonica. The Leader and his purchased president know what’s best for us.
I can sleep safely. We can all sleep safely.

Wise choices will watch over you. Understanding will keep you safe.
proverbs 2:11

