Today started out inauspiciously at zero dark thirty, when I suffered a bout of gravity poisoning. Suffice it say that in a face plant from bed to floor, the floor generally wins.

it’s starting to feel very much like summer of 1973. I was finishing up Primary Rotary Wing Aviation school at Ft. Wolters, TX, the next to last class there before everything moved to Ft. Rucker, AL. In the background there were hearings going on about some hinky political break-in at the Watergate Hotel in DC. Nixon had been overwhelmingly reelected, but there was blood in the water. We all know how that turned out.

Today, we’ve just been through the most remarkable first 6 months for a “new” president. He has kicked over the table of the money changers, so to speak. I needn’t list all his accomplishments; they are well known. And now, DNI Tulsi Gabbard has laid bare what many of us have known/suspected all along: Obama, et al, were doing everything they could to subvert the country, to fundamentally change it. Obama could have been a transformative president – first “black” president, elected my majority whites. Instead, he divided it and brought it to the edge of ruin. Now, it appears, there may be some sort of comeuppance, if not for him directly, for some of his stooges.

It’s in the air. History doesn’t repeat itself, but it sure does rhyme.