by Henry, ©2025
(Aug. 27, 2025) — “Theme from a Summer Place” (2:18)
It’s dusk, the time of the day when the druggies need another fix. They target your house, knock on your door, try the sliding glass door. You call the police. The police, sirens blasting, make the druggies run. The police do a walk around your property. Interestingly, everyone ignores the big hole in the ground where foreigners are digging a tunnel. Around the workings are cans of gasoline, matches and even an “Arson for Beginners” handbook, which the cops, newspeople and you ignore. Sometime later the house burns to the ground with everyone inside except you. You lost your home, wife, kids, dog and cat. You ask, “Why?”
“And that’s my opening. Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to ‘The Pulse of the Nation,’ the place to hear it here first. Archbishop Dunkin is our featured guest who will set us on the road to righteousness, no doubt. How goes it, Archbishop?”
“Thank you for having me on your popular show. But, first off, I have an announcement to make. Since I was promoted to Archbishop, due to my increased duties, I’ve had to, basically, ignore my flock. I’ve had to forego baptisms and weddings, counselings and hospital visits, which saddens me deeply. I have, henceforth, resigned my commission as an Archbishop to go back to my beginnings, that of ‘Pastor.’”
“Holy cow. That’s news, for sure. Well, in that case, welcome to ‘Pulse,’Father Dunkin. Glad you could make it.”
“And glad to be here. But the big difference is that I get to spend more time sending arms to the Christian churches in Africa, a cause near and dear to me, as it should be to anyone who professes to live by the ‘Golden Rule.’”
“Now that I like. I understand that you also do counseling; how’s that working?”
“Interesting you should mention that. I did some counseling this very afternoon, a sad case, for sure. Anyway, his wife liked to be with other men. He doesn’t think she gave him one thought since she cheated on him, ever. Not once, yet he still pines for her, crazy as it sounds. Well, to tell the truth, I have yet to counsel one divorcee who wasn’t devastated by one of the participants, ever, and I’ve been doing this for 30 years.”
“That’s a bummer.”
“The worst cases are those with PTSD involved, bar none. Drugs, too. But no matter; after the divorce 90% of those who suffer from PTSD become, if not ‘cured,’ at least manageable, like quitting the booze, drugs, and cigarettes.”
“Regrets?”
“One hundred percent, I kid you not. I had one who said he never told his wife how much he loved her and now it’s way too late since she remarried. Like I said, everyone loses in a divorce; well, almost everyone.”
“Gosh, so PTSD is one really bad mental illness, wouldn’t you say?”
“As serious as a death, that I can say. Sometimes at the end of a session I’ll take the person into the chapel, get down on our knees and pray that Our Savior can help somebody avoid ‘eating a bullet.’”
“Gee whiz. I think we’ll take a short break; be right back.”
“Hand Jive” (2:34)
“And we’re back with Father Dunkin who can still be found in the ‘Little Church down on Hawthorn Street.’”
“I liked your opening, Henry. I liked the way you made the druggy thieves the illegals and the ones undermining our house the Muslims. Well done.”
“Thank you.”
“But all this talk about tariffs and trade, border closed and the stock market, yet not one word about what we need to worry about: our necks. They haven’t deported Omar, haven’t even talked about it. It’s like they have their heads in the sand and don’t see what we see: Canada gone the same as Ireland and England, gone to ‘The Dark Side. That’s right, and make no mistake about it, once the Islamic State takes control, that’s the end of civilization as we know it. All the occupants in all those graves in all of our national cemeteries will have died in vain if we lose our Republic. The Dems and the RINOs are the enemy, just as much as China and the Muslims are.”
“That is bad news.”
“What? Ten million Muslims and 600,000 Chinese PLA Majors ‘students’ – spies – just waiting for the moment when the bell rings, when the gates fall, when the shoe drops, and when the flare is shot to rain terror upon us. They’ll destroy the communication and the power grid, leaving us helpless and, without weapons, hopeless. It’ll happen slowly, as it is now, and then when all the ducks are in place: Whammo!”
“You paint a bleak picture.”
“They kill the children first and foremost, you know. Then they go for many adults, like a wedding, shopping mall, business. Rape gangs are popular, too. But there’s another side.”
“There is?”
“The Spanish speakers with their MACHO way of life. There’re no ‘Yield’ signs south of the border and the stop lights have no ‘YELLOW’ light because, what they found, when a Spanish-speaking driver sees a yellow light, they floor it. Driving drunk is almost a requirement to drive south of the border. Ambulance drivers are the worst.”
“Why’s that?”
“First, they have a free ‘drive like the dickens’ card, sober or not. Second, flashing lights plus siren automatically adds 20 mph on the way to the emergency room, which makes the drive doubly dangerous. Those are the illegals; they’ll kill us with cars. Muslims will blow us up.”
“And the Chinese?”
“The Chinese will egg the Muslims on and buy a a bottle of whiskey for the Spanish.”
“So, what to do?”
“Simple: ask them all politely to leave or deport them.”
“All of them?”
“Either do it or get more bombs, DUIs, and rape gangs. Your choice.”
“I see. Well, this is Henry, along with Pastor Dunkin, wishing you all a goodnight: Goodnight.”
“Never happen.”
“Pardon me?”
“I’ll believe we’ll save our Republic only after Omar is deported. Until then, all we’ll be hearing is worthless trash, like they want to pull the wool over our eyes by hiding the truth. We can’t have people in our country who want to kill us. Heck, they even say they want to kill us. Why doesn’t anyone listen?”
“I hear you. Sliders in the ‘fridge; I’m having my usual fish bait carton of worms. Let’s eat out back at the picnic table, shall we?”
“These Eyes” (3:46)
Henry
The penalty for treason should be carried out in America and then send Omar home. That way others who might want to come to America can see what they will look like when they are returned home. No more Omar on vacation in America……
Only when pigs fly will Omar be deported. I’m afraid money talks more than national security. Some Islamic cesspools pledged to spend billions of dollars here at home which makes some of our fellow citizens beam with pride.
Me? I’d tell them all to fly a kite. My patriotism isn’t for sale.
And that’s the way I look at any relationship with the Islamic world. We don’t need their oi and they sure as heck don’t have anything more that we could ever want, need, or care for.
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