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A native of Richmond, Virginia who earned a degree in Communications- Journalism at James Madison University in 1981, I have enjoyed writing since the age of fourteen, thanks to the encouragement I received from my seventh-grade English teacher. Most of my essays appearing on this page deal with politics, society and, on occasion, sports

Sexual Misbehavior- the Dirty Little Secret which Permeates Throughout the Powerful

Sexual Misbehavior- the Dirty Little Secret which Permeates Throughout the Powerful

The United States, in the second decade of the twenty-first century, has become engulfed with the reality of sexual misbehavior, and is now confronted with revelations of its instances, going back four decades and beyond. The cancer of this decadence knows no bounds. It includes past presidents, the halls of congress, both Republicans and Democrats, and all departments of government on federal, state and local levels, including the judiciary. It encompasses academia, religious denominations, athletics on the college and professional level as well as theatrical, musical, broadcast and cable television, and motion picture enterprises. Its victims are usually young women and, in all-too-many instances, children both male and female.

For too many years, it has been whispered about, winked about, and cloaked within the secrecy of a culture which has aided and abetted this activity, in both its indulgence and in its omission. All the while, selective outrage has brought into question the validity of something very real- something that destroys innocent lives, ends what otherwise would be promising careers, and which metastasizes into the equally destructive emotions of denial, resignation, and, ultimately, acceptance of a misbegotten state of what is then deemed to be normal. In fact, it has almost come to be expected, which is the saddest commentary that can be made about the age in which we live.

Compounding the problem are those instances of false accusations, which honest brokers must grudgingly acknowledge exist, far and away the exception rather than the rule to be sure, but nevertheless very real. The use of moneys- private and public, to silence the accusations that should otherwise be pursued, bears witness to the fact that, all too often, the epidemic of sexual exploitation is inherently a problem of the rich and powerful, who utilize their wealth and influence to cover their awful deeds.

It is ironic that accusations of such behavior on the part of Roy Moore, the Alabama Judge who is in the final three weeks of his campaign for a seat in the U.S. Senate, has unintentionally forced the mainstream media to revisit the many accusations made against former President Bill Clinton of sexual misconduct, including forcible rape in the case of Juanita Broaddrick. These many accusations, which the mainstream media minimized, trivialized and attempted to conceal in a collusive effort to ensure his election in 1992, and his re-election in 1996, are now coming back into conversation a quarter-century later. There is no doubt that President Clinton’s wife, Hillary Rodham Clinton, took an active part in attempting to destroy the reputation of her husband’s accusers, all the while pretending to be a crusader for women’s rights and defender of the most vulnerable among us. The so-called women’s movement shares in its own responsibility for giving the Clintons a pass, by mere virtue of their political party and support for abortion. Nevertheless, the hypocrisy of the women’s movement is thus exposed and can no longer be ignored by any who claim to be true supporters of women’s rights.

Unfortunately, all of the accusations against Judge Moore, true of false, may come to resemble Erwin Schrödinger’s “cat” in the unopened box, which may either be dead or alive. Since there is not enough time, to make the final determination of the truth in the matter(s) of Judge Roy Moore, prior to the special election that has been scheduled in early December, it may be the best solution to delay the election of Alabama’s U.S. Senate seat, until such time as an unencumbered and equitable election can rightly be held.

Otherwise, the good citizens of Alabama whose suffrage must decide this election, and the nation of which they are a part, might ultimately be disserved in the haste to vote for the sake of voting.

Nevertheless, the epidemic of sexual exploitation, by the rich and powerful across this country, must either be eradicated in its entirety, or it will bring about the ultimate destruction of our society, in the end.

 

-Drew Nickell, 16 November 2017

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Veterans Day

Veterans Day

Set aside to honor all who have served in the armed forces of the United States, Veterans Day is the American descendant of what once was observed, and what many countries still observe, as Armistice Day- commemorating the end of World War I.

At precisely the eleventh hour, on the morning of the eleventh day, of the eleventh month, of 1918, the guns suddenly fell silent along the Belgian lowlands and hedgerows- ending what was, at that point in time, the costliest and deadliest war in human history. Six hours before, the Allied and Central Powers signed the armistice formally bringing an end to the hostilities. The armistice was to take effect at 11:00 am, local time. The very day before, more than 2,700 men lost their lives in a deadlocked war which, all told, saw the deaths of more than 8 million, including 116,708 Americans. According to prevailing thought at the time, World War I was supposed to be the war that would end all wars. Ironically, it proved to set up the scenario for the Second World War, in the third decade following, and all of the world history that ensued, ever since.

The ending of the First World War was commemorated as Armistice Day, here in the United States until 1954, when an act of Congress changed its designation to Veterans Day, honoring all who have ever served in the United States Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines and Coast Guard. As opposed to Memorial Day, honoring those who lost their lives while serving, Veterans Day honors all who have ever served- living and dead. It is a day to thank those who put country before self, and swore to protect this country from “all enemies, foreign and domestic,” with their very lives, if necessary. In short, it is their day.

Without reservation, it is these individuals who all of us should thank, while also calling to mind the silence of that eleventh hour, of the eleventh day, of the eleventh month, of 1918, when the guns fell silent in the hopes that we might finally see the end of war,  for all time.

That hope still lives in the hearts of all good people, everywhere.

Happy Veterans Day.

 

-Drew Nickell, Veterans Day, 2017

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Election 2017- America in Caricature, America in Miniature

Election 2017- America in Caricature, America in Miniature

When comparing, county by county, the results of the 2016 Presidential Election and the 2017 Gubernatorial Election, little change has taken place in Virginia.

No surprise.

Regardless, the 2017 Gubernatorial Election in Virginia casts the Old Dominion as the United States in miniature, revealing the fact of increased political polarization in both the commonwealth and in the nation.

A look at the 2016 U.S. election map shows a vast region of Donald Trump supporters, one that is rarely speckled with Hillary Clinton supporters. On the Pacific coast, along the southwest border and in the urban corridors of the northeast, Clinton support is prevalent, but nowhere else- save for counties along the central Mississippi River, where white voters are in the minority.

Taking a look at the 2016 Virginia election map, a similar trend of political polarization is revealed with vast areas of the state, where voters opted for Donald Trump. In the suburbs of Washington DC, in the heavily academic conclaves of Virginia Tech and the University of Virginia, and in the area of Virginia’s capital, Richmond, heavy support for Hillary Clinton is revealed, along with counties and cities in southeast Virginia where, again, white voters are in the minority.

Comparing the 2016 Virginia map to the 2017 Virginia map shows only two localities switching to benefit Ralph Northam (Chesapeake and Virginia Beach) and one locality switching to the benefit of Ed Gillespie (Bedford County). That aside, there is no change between the two elections.

As much as any Virginian is loath to admit it, the fact of the matter is that the Commonwealth of Virginia depends on federal dollars more than any other state when it comes to employment. Between civilian federal government employees in the Washington DC suburbs, military employment in Hampton Roads, and federally-funded employment in the state’s large universities, the Commonwealth is beholding to federal largesse as no other state in the entire country. Virginians vote where they work, and base their votes on the source of their jobs/benefits.

All of which begs the question, “Will it ever be possible for any of these densely populated regions to vote for a candidate from a party that says it wants to reduce the size of government?”

The same question can be asked of those regions in the country where, year-in and year-out, voters are steadfast in their support of Democrats running for national office. Those “blue” localities are the localities most dependent on federal tax dollars, in terms of both employment and dependency, and just happen to be represented by congressmen and senators most opposed to reforming the U.S tax code, reducing tax rates and repealing/replacing ObamaCare.

Was the 2017 gubernatorial election a rebuke of Trump’s presidency? Hardly.

The truth of the matter is that this is what happens when Republicans nominate an inside-the-beltway, oh-so-moderate, anti-Trump acolyte of both Bush administrations (like perennial loser Ed Gillespie), who distanced himself from Trump, refused to campaign with the president, and was FOR taking down Confederate monuments before he was against taking them down. Gillespie is the ultimate GOP insider, a transplant from New Jersey who, truth be told, never wanted Donald Trump to win the GOP nomination, and surely didn’t want Trump to win the White House, either. The media won’t spin it this way, but it’s the sorry and sad truth about politics in the Old Dominion.

Worse, it also reveals the widening chasm between those localities that feed at the federal trough, and those localities that are forced to fill the federal trough with nary a benefit, in return.

For more than a century, the Democrat Party has been the party of ever-expanding government, higher and higher taxes and the party of greater dependence for those whose votes are secured in precisely this manner. While the Republican Party has supposedly been the party of reducing the size of government, the party of lower taxes and spending, and reducing the number of dependents on the federal trough, they are stymied in the fear that the mainstream media will paint them as uncaring and intolerant. Hence the nomination of milquetoast, spineless, oh-so-moderate, mainstream Republicans whose only talent lies in snatching defeat from the jaws of what otherwise should be easy victory.

Therefore, such Republicans In Name Only (RINOs), like the Bushes, the McCains, and, most recently, the Gillespies, differ from Donald Trump in one way.

Trump is about winning, and these RINOs are not.

 

-Drew Nickell, 13 October 2017

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Murder in Sutherland Springs- The Elusive Truth about Mass Killings

Murder in Sutherland Springs- The Elusive Truth about Mass Killings

Why?

It seems to be the one thing that ties all mass killings together.

It is also the one thing on which we cannot seem to get a handle.

Why?

Every time a mass killing takes place- a killing in which the killer ends up dead- we are left with the question as to why the killer made the decision to deprive his victims of their own lives.

Oh, we can offer up “reasons” as to why these killings take place. Racism in all its forms (Charleston, Dallas), Islamic extremism (9-11, Fort Hood, San Bernardino, Orlando, and most recently, New York), and latent psychosis (Columbine, Virginia Tech, Sandy Hook, most recently, Las Vegas and, now,  Sutherland Springs) but, in all these instances, we still do not answer the fundamental question as to why these events occur.

Let’s face it. There are plenty of racists (among all races), plenty of Islamic extremists (around the world) and enough psychopaths (of all kinds) who DON’T go around killing people, so these “reasons” that are put forth cannot be the be-all and end-all when it comes to answering the question, “Why?”

We can blame the second amendment, we can blame the mental health system, we can blame the political atmosphere of late, we can the lay blame on all sorts of “bugaboos,” but doing so just leads us further away from the truth.

There is something deeper, more hideous, more malevolent dwelling within those who perpetrate mass killings, than within the rest of the “idioti” running around in the world. That “something” is the very something which psychiatrists and criminologists, and all of the expert analysts within and outside government, will never put their finger on because, at day’s end, that something is as intangible as an emotion, as irrational as a tantrum, and as old as man going back to the beginnings, when Cain slew Abel.

That something is “evil.”

If we as a people to not come to accept this fact, do not come to grips with the spirit of evil that ties all of this carnage together, and do not address this common denominator head on, then the killings will increase in number, in casualty and in frequency…

…and we will ask ourselves, “Why?”

 

-Drew Nickell, 6 November 2017

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In the Name of Tolerance and Diversity- the Poisoned Pill of Political Correctness

In the Name of Tolerance and Diversity- the Poisoned Pill of Political Correctness

Imagine, for a moment, you live in New York City- a vertical forest of concrete and steel, overrun with vehicular creatures below which crawl along the many miles of asphalt trails, beneath. Imagine while you love being there, whether resident or visitor, that something inside you yearns for the simple breeze in your face that comes from riding a bicycle. So you mount the two-wheeled conveyance, and head down a street set aside for fellow cyclists who yearn for the same sensation…

Unbeknownst to you, there is another who has been living here for a few years, courtesy of a program designed to diversify the countries from which entry visas are granted to foreigners based solely upon random selection. No effort is made to determine whether or not the person selected (who is also allowed to bring along their relatives into the United States) has any intention to assimilate, seek citizenship or embrace the tenets of our republic. After all, the whole point of the Diversity Visa Program is to guarantee diversity of those coming into a country whose population is already the most diverse in the entire world. Introduced by Sen. “Chuck” Schumer (D-NY) in 1990 as part of a larger bill overwhelmingly passed by both houses of congress, and signed into law by President George H.W. Bush in 1990, provides up to 50,000 immigrant visas annually, drawn from random selection among all entries to individuals who are from countries with low rates of immigration to the United States. One of these countries is Uzbekistan, from which Sayfullo Saipov emigrated in 2010. Following the call for jihad against the west, Saipov goes to a Home Depot store in New Jersey, rents a pickup truck for a nominal fee, drives to Manhattan and races some fifty miles per hour down the bike path- running over dozens, killing eight and injuring eleven more. Having exacted such carnage, the terrorist assailant then exits the rental truck, brandishing pellet and paintball guns in a failed attempt to commit suicide by cop, thereby waylaying his journey into a heaven of seventy two willing, waiting and wanting virgins.

Once again, all in the name of tolerance and diversity, the poisoned pill of political correctness exacts its toll among the most tolerant, at the hands of radicalized member of the world’s most intolerant religion, that being Islam.

“Allahu Akbar!” the battle cry of all such jihadists, is once again echoed on the sidewalks of New York.

Yet, in spite of the fact that such a modus operandi rears its ugly head for the eighth time since the beginning of summer, when calls for such vehicular attacks against the west were initiated by ISIS, President Donald Trump’s call for extreme vetting and a temporary halt to such immigration is met with accusations of racism and islamophobia by the globalist, politically-correct classes in both parties of congress, courts and colleges, alike. Never mind the fact we now face the very real possibility that such a scenario repeats itself again and again here in the United States.

Evidently, slaughter of innocents is the price we must pay so that we can prove to the world that we tolerate, encourage and promote the acceptance of those who, themselves, wish to annihilate our culture, our freedoms and our populace, all in the name of jihad…

…in short, a politically-correct  policy of suicidal stupidity.

-Drew Nickell, 1 November 2017

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Jack’s Lantern – (a short story for Hallowe’en)

Jack’s Lantern – (a short story for Hallowe’en)

(authors note- This is a little piece that I wrote back in 1993. With the approach of “All Hallowe’s Eve,” as it used to be called, I thought I would share it with you for your own enjoyment… Happy Hallowe’en to all! – Drew Nickell)

 

In a time before recorded time, before the snakes were driven from the green island, before the outsiders brought with them the one God, there was a sect of people called Druids. The believed that nature itself had mystical powers- powers so great as to be reckoned with. On the eve of the ninth month they would draw lots to see which of them would be given in death to pacify the gods which principally were known as earth, wind, fire and rain.

Jack lived alone in the hollow trunk of an ancient tree. He kept much to himself most of the time, and was not well known, beyond his appearance, by those who lived in or closer to the Village of the Gourd. Aside from an occasional trek to trade his wood carvings, he seldom ventured far from the tree he called home. Jack remained an aloof and private member of his community.

One night, when the wind from the north blew cold and clouds had covered the star-goddesses, Jack was returning from the market with a satchel filled with un-traded carvings. His wares weren’t bringing much these days, for the potato crop had been sparse. All he managed to acquire was a large, pear-shaped pumpkin-squash. He planned to return to his tree, light a fire and cook the squash meat.

As the tree appeared just over the knoll, a brief but sudden burst of colder wind howled faintly behind his right shoulder. Jack stopped suddenly because he thought he heard his name called by the wind. Slowly turning about, Jack was pushed backwards by a second, stronger burst of wind which actually knocked him over. “J-a-a-a-a-a-a-c-k !” There was no mistake this time. Leaving his satchel of wares strewn about on the pathway, Jack scampered over the knoll with his pumpkin, dove into the tree and slammed the door shut. Knocking over bowls and plates, he fumbled around for his piece of flint. Dropping the rock twice with his shaking hands, he was eventually able to strike a spark which found a home on some tiny wood shavings. He built a larger than usual fire in the center of the one room, and the smoke began to curl up towards the hole at the top of the tree trunk. By then, he was too exhausted to cook his squash, and he drifted off into the Land of Nod, listening to the wind howling through the barren limbs above.

Jack awoke the next morning to find that all of the trees were now barren. The fiery reds and yellows that had adorned the trees in the Village of the Gourd had now painted the ground beneath. Out on the path, Jack saw his carvings strewn about the leaves and he began to gather them up. He went into the village and set them upon the table in the market. He had hoped business would be better today, for this was the eve of the ninth month and at noon all of the adults in the village gathered to draw the lots of passage.

Even though it was the highest honor to be selected as the sacrificial offering, no one amongst the villagers relished the idea of being personally chosen. Nevertheless the lots were drawn, and Jack breathed a silent sigh of relief when he found that his was not the short straw. That fell upon the very same one who, only the day before, had traded the pear-shaped pumpkin-squash for the carving of the squirrel which had taken Jack all of three days to create. Jack was sad enough for the unfortunate member, and doubly so at the thought of losing a good trading partner. After the sun dipped below the horizon in the west, the high priests would dress that member in the ceremonial fur, tie-his hands behind him and place his head upon the rock of the giving. Having done this, a large boulder would be dropped on the head of the chosen one and crush the mind that dwelled within.

Soon enough, the shadows grew long and it was time to gather up his carvings and prepare for the Ceremony of the Giving. Jack hadn’t noticed, but he had left his stone knife on the table at the market. He carried his satchel back to the hollow tree and set it down inside. He had no food to bring to the ceremony, so he grabbed the pear-shaped pumpkin-squash and headed for the light of the great bon-fire where the ceremony was to take place. Stopping briefly at his market table to retrieve his knife, he rushed over to the Place of the Ceremony and watched as the high priests began their incantations to the gods of earth, wind, fire and rain.

As these chants reach a feverish pitch, the men of the village all together raised the boulder and dropped it down upon the chosen one’s head. That having been done, there came from all the voices of the villagers a joyous yell, and the feast of what was then the ninth month began. Jack brought forth his pumpkin-squash amidst the snickering of some of the others, but offered it all the same for the purpose of the great feast. One of the women said to him that he was the wood carver and should therefore have scooped the meat from the pumpkin-squash himself. Although he never really knew why, he cut the pumpkin-squash in a way that somehow resembled the face of the “chosen one,” and then used his stone knife to scrape the tender meat from within. Giving the meat to one of the women, he then set the hollowed gourd aside and ate the best meal he had had that year.

Later, as the last of the villagers wandered from the feast, he started for home but suddenly stopped short. A cold burst of wind blew upon his back and he thought that he had heard that same moan from the night before. He stumbled into the hollowed-out pumpkin-squash, and then a strange idea took hold of him. He went to the burning embers of the bon-fire and saw how they were burning the grease-soaked timbers very slowly. He then grabbed a piece of this greasy wood and shoved it into the largest hole of his hollowed-out gourd. He gently blew into the hold and the low flame kicked up. Startled by how well the light shown through the holes, he grabbed the pumpkin squash by its vine and headed home. Just as he began to ascend the knoll, a sudden burst of cold wind came from behind and moaned, “J-a-a-a-a-a-c-k!” With that, Jack reeled around, held up his -pumpkin-lantern and listened as the wind howled off into the distance.

He stood there for a while silent and motionless, pondering the mystery of what had taken place. As the flame inside the gourd began to flicker out, he turned and made his way back to the tree. He lived seven more years and then died, never again bothered by the howl of the wind.

Jack is now remembered for his lantern and this, Jack’s Lantern, is how the Jack-o-Lantern became a tradition on the eve of the ninth month of the old calendar, (nowadays, the eleventh month) called November.

 

-Drew Nickell, 28 October 2017

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Long Awaited- The Great Unveiling of Corruption

Long Awaited- The Great Unveiling of Corruption

History, real history will one day note that the greatest political scandal in the history of the United States was perpetrated by two Democrat administrations, aided and abetted by the Republican administration which held office in between.  The corruption thus exposed on the part of the Clintons and the Obama administration, with nodding approval and willful noninterference by the George Bush administration, will have come to light, ironically, as the result of a costly and fruitless investigation into alleged collusion between the Trump campaign and Russia. Someday, it will be shown that the utter silence of former President George W. Bush, during the entire eight-year presidency of Barack Obama, was for a specific reason. The fact that the forty-third president has now chosen to speak out against the Trump administration, exposes the truth that the Bushes and the Clintons have long been in cahoots with one another in the pursuit of a globalist, one-world government, and have pursued this goal in conjunction with the Obama administration.

In the years leading up to Hillary’s 2016 campaign, tens of millions of dollars found their way to the coffers of the Clinton Foundation from the Russian Federation, in addition to the hundreds of thousands of dollars paid directly to President Bill Clinton for a speaking engagement, all in exchange for a deal where Russia ended up with 25% of the uranium reserves once held by the United States. The Obama administration- specifically the Justice Department under Attorney General Eric Holder, put the kibosh on an FBI investigation into ties between the Clintons and Russian operatives, the attempt to gain influence vis-à-vis donations to the Clinton Foundation, and that they knowingly and willingly failed to inform Congress of same.

The sale of these uranium assets to Uranium One, a holding company partially but substantially owned by the Russian Federation, was subsequently approved by the Committee on Foreign Investment in the United States (CFIUS). This committee included:

Secretary of State Hillary Clinton,

Attorney General Eric Holder,

Treasury Secretary Timothy Geithner,

Defense Secretary Leon Panetta,

Commerce Secretary Penny Pritzker,

Energy Secretary Stephen Chu,

Homeland Security Secretary Janet Napolitano,

U.S. Trade Representative Ron Kirk, and

Office of Science and Technology Policy Chairman John Holdren,

all of whom were Obama appointees.

In other words, the transfer of our uranium assets to the Russians was approved by a large segment of the Obama Administration even though the FBI, under Robert Mueller, had been investigating Russian influence peddling into the Clinton Foundation- an investigation that was thwarted by Attorney General Eric Holder. Mueller’s silence on the matter was and is deafening, and his immediate successor, James Comey, went along with the cover-up presumably to “protect the reputation of the FBI.” It was James Comey who leaked confidential information on his conversations with President Trump, to the New York Times with the intent to launch a Mueller-led investigation into the Trump campaign, all as a ruse to cover up the real Russian collusion with the Clintons and the Obamas, as well as complicit enablement by the FBI.

Now it has come to light that the Fusion GPS dossier, authored by Christopher Steele, which was the impetus behind the costly and fruitless investigation by the same Robert Mueller, was purchased and funded by none other than the Hillary Clinton campaign- thus revealing FBI collusion with the Clinton campaign to bring down, first the candidacy, and then subsequently, the presidency of Donald Trump. That the FBI would act on information from such a dubious source with the intent to besmirch the Republican nominee for president goes to show how deeply embedded the “Deep State” of the Obama-Bush-Clinton years has tried to poison the well for President Donald Trump, whose so-called “nationalist agenda” flies in the face of his four predecessors.

Trump has, this very week, been directly or indirectly assailed by members within his own party, including former President George W. Bush, departing Republican Senators Robert Corker (R-TN), John McCain (R-AZ) and Jeff Flake (R-AZ), which shows that this overarching globalist presence within and outside government crosses party lines and extends into the mainstream media who, save for few exceptions, has largely ignored Clinton and Obama corruption from the very start.

The extent of this corruption, over such a long period of time and across several administrations, is just beginning to be revealed as the unveiling of the truth now stands to show the insidious power of the political elite and the treason it has perpetrated on the United States of America, at long last.

It is now up to the Trump administration to bring out into the open all that has been whispered about for so very long, and to see that justice is done. God willing, we’ll soon know the rest of the story.

 

-Drew Nickell, 25 October 2017

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