Somehow Willi-Wonka comes to mind as the opener to this piece … There’s no earthly way of knowing which direction they are going; There’s no knowing where they’re rowing, not a speck of light is showing; So the danger must be growing, are the fires of Hell a-glowing? Is the grisly Reaper mowing? Yes! The danger must be growing ’cause…
Place your bets ladies and gentlemen .. Following the revelation from Lt. Col. Allen West yesterday on the unfolding truth of Benghazigate, here’s the kind of in-depth investigative reportage that used to be produced for home consumption by those panty-waisted-Metro-Girly-men who sit in front of Barney-Carney-Circus-Clown and his lying lips every day. Now We The…
Morgan Jones’ job was training the unarmed guards who manned the compound’s gates. A second Libyan force — an armed militia hired by the State Department — was supposed to defend the compound in the event of an attack. Morgan had nothing to do with the militia, but they worried him so much, he could…