U.S. Senator Bill Cassidy has stirred up a hornet’s nest back in the Bayou State over his Facebook comments of eating a Louisiana delicacy. The Senator had this to say: “Found this raccoon in my backyard. We ate him for breakfast.” He even included a photo of the raccoon. And his Facebook friends went nuts with comments. Who on earth would even consider eating a raccoon?
When will country prevail over political party?
That is my question after watching the grueling, emotional hours yesterday when Donald Trump’s former fixer Michael Cohen went to Washington and appeared on our electronic screens worldwide.
Asking this question scares me. Worse, the answers shake me to my core.
by Ron Chapman
President Trump is about to travel to Vietnam to meet with North Korea’s Kim Jung Un. The purpose is to further seek accommodation with North Korea regarding its nuclear weapons program.
They have met once, and despite what critics have been saying, the fact remains that Kim has not launched any missiles, nor has he tested nuclear devices since that meeting nearly one year ago. That is a far better arrangement from what occurred over the past decade.
Today, President Trump is in Hanoi, Vietnam negotiating with North Korean dictator Kim Jong-un. This is their second summit, which gives the world a historic chance for the removal of nuclear weapons from the Korean peninsula. It signifies the tremendous progress that has been achieved in a very short period of time. Until recently, this dictator was testing nuclear weapons and building nuclear facilities. He was also holding Americans hostage. Today, the hostages have been released, the nuclear testing and expansion has stopped and remains of American soldiers killed in the Korean War have been returned to the United States.
I’ve known quite a few owners of professional sports teams over the years. Like any cluster of human beings with similar interests, owners run the gamut from solid citizens to those who compel you to count your fingers after you shake their hand. I bring this up after Bob Kraft, owner of the six-time Super Bowl champion New England Patriots, was charged last week with frequenting a massage parlor where, for the bargain price of $79 an hour, he apparently enjoyed the pleasures of ladies specially trained in pleasuring horny old men. For an even better bargain price of zero, local sporting fans are taking great pleasure in Kraft’s dilemma, only because it puts their favorite sports commissioner, Roger Goodell, in a precarious position.