Dear friends and family of the preborn child,
The U.S. Supreme Court let the nation down. Had they but heard the Texas case, joined by 17 state attorney generals and 120 congressmen, the events of Wednesday, January 6th, could have been avoided. But the court did not want to get in something so controversial as whether or not the election of November 3rd was rigged. Doesn’t the ‘c’ in court and the ‘c’ in controversy go together? Isn’t that what courts are for?
Supreme Court justices Alito and Thomas told the other 7 “We have got to hear the case. It says right here in the Constitution that if one state is suing another state (the state of Texas was suing six other states) the Supreme Court has original jurisdiction.” The other 7 judges knew what they were talking about.
They had all taken the same oath to uphold the Constitution and abide by it and they learned about this thing called ‘original jurisdiction’ when they were freshmen in law school. It’s the way our forefathers set it up – made sense, if one state sues another, what state do you file the case in? Plus, states suing each other as litigants are important enough to come before the Supreme Court.
But they didn’t have the heat on in the Supreme Court building yet and the other 7 judges (led by the least Captains Courageous of them all, Roberts) got cold feet rather than be maligned in the morning edition of the New York Times and shunned at the Georgetown cocktail parties and maybe even risk getting a brick through their window (let them throw bricks through the Capitol windows instead). They chickened out and turned their back on their constitutional oath and their constitutional duty. They reasoned “There is no one above us to correct us, so we will do what we want when our own neck is on the line regardless of what the Constitution says even though two of our brethren just handed us their copy of the Constitution on which they yellow highlighted the business about original jurisdiction.”
“In all cases affecting ambassadors, other public ministers and consuls, and those in which a state shall be party, the Supreme Court shall have original jurisdiction.” (Article 3, Section 2)
But these 7 judges (should we still call them judges if they are unwilling to step up to the plate and perform their functions and because they think of themselves first and chicken out?)… The people’s house of laws was almost burnt to the ground yesterday by Antifa that infiltrated the good hardworking people of the nation that came to stand up for what they thought was right.
The Texas case was about using the courts to decide whether or not there was something rotten in Denmark about the election in six states and everybody would have waited to see how it came out, including the president, before anything else was said or done. But the court miscalculated when they reasoned that there was no one over them to correct them. They overlooked the beginning words of the Declaration of Independence “WE THE PEOPLE…”
On November 14th, many of this same group of patriots got somebody to milk the cows and feed the livestock, tend the stores, babysit the children and others called in sick at work to drive in, take buses, or fly in at their own expense to support this great president (scripture says that God gives us our leaders) that they love and will continue to love to protest the fraudulent ballots because, as they say back in the country, something “smelled like an outhouse struck by lightning in July”.
They assembled peacefully at Liberty Plaza and walked peaceably to the steps of the Supreme Court asking the court to do something about it and when the court had the golden opportunity of the Texas case, they ducked for cover, squatted down and hid behind the judges bench instead of sitting up straight and being the judges that they are supposed to be.
They did give the Million MAGA Marchers a little something for their trouble of coming to Washington – they handed down a favorable ruling for religious liberty. This is a little like taking up for freedom of speech and religious liberty in the chapel of the Titanic when it is taking on ice. So the court let us down and January 6th was the result.
There was one last chance to pull it out of the fire and that was if vice president Mike Pence had supported this president one last time and did what the constitutional law scholars had advised the president that he could do which would have resulted in this good president continuing to serve our nation another four years. (Good heavens, we should be glad that he is willing to be impeached for another 4 years.)
Pence could easily have sent it back to the six states in question for each of the states to re-decide the vote of their electors and saved what happened, but no, he woke up that morning with a good case of ‘holier than thou’ and said if he followed the literal words of the Constitution, he could get out of doing it, rebelling against the President and hiding behind the Constitution. Instead of ‘holier than thou’ we should say ‘holier than the members of the Supreme Court’ who only follow the Constitution when it suits them.
There is such a thing as the ‘intent’ of the Constitution (Good heavens, the Supreme Court does that stuff all the time).
Remember Justice Scalia dissented vehemently from his brethren’s notion that our forefathers built into the Constitution the intent to kill preborn children and to ordain homosexual marriage. Didn’t vice president Pence have enough sense to realize that Pelosi and company would have appealed anything he did to the Supreme Court if there was a question about the constitutionality of it?
He convened himself as the court; vice president went to the closet and slipped into a judge’s robe, looked in the mirror and decided how the Supreme Court would decide about his actions, then took the robe off, put his suit coat back on and dictated a letter that he released as the march was halfway between the ellipse and the Capitol (at least when Fox News carried it as ‘just in’).
What a double cross! Talk about kicking a man when he is down – not much of a Christian witness (that he purports to be). Pence lit the match, not Trump – you send it back to the states, the crowd is happy and they go home. His ‘goody two shoes’ ‘I’m going to get a gold star for what I am about to do’ could not have been timed worse. Does he not know that all these people in the march have cell phones that give them the news as it is happening and everybody back home that is listening to the news are calling them to tell them about Pence’s letter which just hit the news wires as they were marching along to the Capitol? (Come to think of it, he didn’t strike a ‘match’ he used a flamethrower.) The President had bossed him around for too long. He would outsmart the President and time it just right – risking the lives and limbs of the demonstrators and the police so he could one-upmanship the President and be a ‘goody two shoes’ for one hour.
No body respects this and we see what he is up to – good heavens, it was going to take them into the night to do a roll call on all of the 50 states and have a debate on the states in question. If he could have kept his precious little announcement to himself and done it publically from the speaker’s rostrum at the end of the proceedings in the middle of the night everybody would have come to the Capitol, made their point that they were hoping that Congress would do the right thing and gone home.
This way, before they could even get to the Capitol, Pence incinerated the line of march “Guess what, I can’t wait to tell you ahead of time, now I am going to see to it that Congress does the wrong thing with no chance for your states to correct it.” You better believe that a majority of those people who drove and bused and took planes to come in were from those six states that they wanted their legislature to reconsider.
What Pence did was not noble. It was ignoble given the tensions that were already running high over a democratic party engineered election and a president elect sold out to China that they did not respect and did not want, who even stooped so low as to defame and hide behind his own son (he let Hunter launder the money). Hunter is going to be surprised when his father turns his back on him once he is indicted and if Hunter doesn’t spill the beans before he is indicted no one is going to believe him after he is indicted. They will just think he is trying to save his own skin.
It is now Hunter who can save the republic because if he tells what he knows about his father, his father cannot be sworn in as president on January 20th and Kamala Harris simultaneously is knocked out of the box because the law of presidential succession (vice president takes over upon the death or disability of the president) requires that you first have a president that legitimately took the oath of office.
They told us that the future of the republic depended on two senate seats in Georgia. Who would have thought that it would boil down to depending on one unelected citizen (Hunter Biden).
He was elected in a sense. He was elected by his father to do his father’s dirty work. (The father reasoned that he could trust his son. The son reasoned wrongly if he reasoned that he could trust his father) Given a choice between accepting the blame and taking the blame off of his son’s shoulders or swinging on the chandelier of the brass ring of power, Biden has chosen the euphoria of power.
Hunter, we need you. Your nation needs you. Rise above your father’s shoulders (who passes you off as a drug addict and whose own drug is power). Hunter, tell the truth and the truth will set the republic free and you will be our hero.
Yours very sincerely and respectfully,
R. Martin Palmer
P.S. This wonderful president was called by Sister Dierdre Byrne at the Republican Convention “the most prolife president in American history”. In his State of the Union speech a year ago this January, he called upon Congress to end the barbaric practice of partial birth abortion, referring to unborn children created in the holy image of God!
Satan couldn’t wait to rip those words up and you saw it happen on national TV. Those words, formally part of the record of the United States Congress, printed in the Speaker’s copy of the State of the Union speech, were ripped up from top to bottom for all the world to see and do nothing about. The Speaker was disrespecting the high office of the president, more importantly, she was disrespecting the Holy Image of God. And she complains that her pride was hurt.
On January 6th, when uninvited demonstrators entered her office and one of them leaned back in her chair and put his feet up on her desk, her “power” was minimized at that point and they could have ripped up every paper in her office if they had wanted to and set fire to her office and the entire Capitol building but by God’s grace they did not.
P.S.S. There is a bumper sticker seen on the back of pick-ups in farm country “Don’t cuss the farmer with your mouth full”.
Members of Congress (who were the first in line to get the vaccine – some butted in line) should remember not to cuss the president with their arms full of the life-saving Trump vaccine. Boy, does he have a bunch of ‘fair weather friends’. While the Congress was out for a fire drill with their hoods on in secure locations as the ruckus prevailed in the House and the Senate chambers, their democratic colleagues kept yelling “It’s all Trump’s fault. It’s all Trump’s fault.”
In point of fact, we now understand it was the fault of the U.S. Supreme Court and lacking the wisdom and insight to understand that, they blamed the president “He stirred them up with that speech at the ellipse.” It was Antifa that did the damage – paid and trained destructionists. They came stirred up. They didn’t agree with a thing Trump said. They were just biding their time to blend in with the crowd, just like you would shuffle some jokers into a pack of cards.
Even the President’s supposed ‘good friend’ Ted Cruz reminded me of Caesar’s supposedly good friend Brutus (“Et tu, Brute?”) when he famously said the night of January 6th when the dust cleared and they were back in the chamber voting. Standing up at the speaking rostrum, he said “I tried to help him…” and then with a sweep of his arm and turning to face left and right at once “… but no more.” Cruz elevated himself to a position of strength as though he had stooped to help a weakling but decided that he was not going to help him any longer.
You don’t miss the water until the well runs dry. You find out who your true friends are when the chips are down. Whenever something goes wrong in Washington, it’s like a cold night.
Everybody is trying to cover up.