by Cherie Zaslawsky, Truth Be Told, ©2025
(May 13, 2025) — (Note to my subscribers: In case you’re wondering why I haven’t posted a new article in recent months, I’ve had my hands full fighting an Agenda 21 onslaught in my own city. And that battle, which I’ll be writing about, is far from over. But first, I have a few other articles to share with you that I had to leave on the back burner.)
We have witnessed the greatest comeback in American political history. Who would have thought, after packing up for Mar-a-lago though he knew the 2020 election had been stolen from him, that Trump would run again? Or that he’d draw huge crowds to his signature rallies once more, even after the Dems did their damnedest to tarnish him as “a convicted felon”?
And when all their malevolent lawfare shenanigans failed, their likely Plan D was nearly accomplished in Butler, Pennsylvania when Trump missed being assassinated by a hair’s breadth. Ironically, it was his courageous defiance and his concern for We the People that emerged in his now iconic gesture to the crowd, “Fight! Fight! Fight!” that arguably sealed his victory, as well as his likely place on Mount Rushmore. And what are we to fight for? America! Our sovereignty! Our traditional Judeo-Christian values! Our birthright liberty!
And now, beyond Trump’s astonishing comeback and his landslide win in 2024, we have witnessed his first 100 days in office. Rather than pointing out the several things we may disagree about, or the staff or Cabinet posts we might think were bad picks, let’s admit that these 100 days were nothing short of breathtaking!
BIG, BEAUTIFUL TARIFFS
Not long ago, I read a stunning article about Trump’s tariffs that challenged the popular consensus of both the nay-sayers and the enthusiasts. Perhaps because I’m fresh from reading Trump’s autobiographical bestseller, “The Art of the Deal”—as engaging and entertaining as it is enlightening about deal-making—that article’s analysis makes perfect sense to me.
One of my favorite passages in Trump’s book is the one in which he stands looking at the old Commodore Hotel, and opines that most people standing there see a dilapidated hotel in a sad-looking neighborhood, but he sees something else. He sees scores of well-dressed men and women hurrying out of Grand Central Station, right across the street from the Commodore. He imagines a renovated and beautiful hotel there that would draw from that well-heeled crowd and light up the neighborhood. In other words, the man’s a visionary! He sees possibilities that others miss.
Read the rest here.