Dear Madam Speaker:
I read the six-page letter sent to you by President Trump on the eve of his impeachment and thought that as long as letters are flying around, I would send you one myself, just as someone trying to help.
The biggest question for you now is what to do next as you contemplate what action might be taken in the Senate. Your follow-up strategy is very important, I know, to your goal of damaging the President as much as possible before the 2020 election, but right now you and your Democrat colleagues are busy celebrating — behind closed doors, of course — and it’s hard for people who are giddy with merriment and even perhaps a bit hung over to chart their next steps. (You’ve tried your best to look somber and be discreet about the celebrations, but some news accounts have slipped out. You know how it is with leaks.) The impeachment of President Trump is your long-awaited Christmas gift to yourselves, and now that you have finally unwrapped it, you naturally want to play with it a while. Goodness, you’ve worked so hard and have come so far. And you must all be very proud of yourselves, considering you got this done completely on your own, with not one single vote from the Republican side. Who needs those Republicans, right? You made up your own rules and accomplished the deed all by yourselves.
You worked and planned for this, and only this, literally for years. You were singleminded. You did it. You own this.
But now it’s time for the Senate to take it on. And I just read in THE DAILY CALLER that you are “leaving open” the possibility of withholding the articles of impeachment from Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell until you are “assured a fair trial in the Senate.” You said that, so far, you haven’t seen anything that looks fair to you. You’ve apparently suggested to reporters that you plan to hold up the impeachment process.
Wow, what an idea! You get to put the “black mark” of impeachment by President Trump’s name, after railroading him in Adam Schiff’s kangaroo court. And then, for as long as the Senate has to wait to dismiss the charges or have their trial, those charges, vague as they are, continue to officially hang over him. You, of course, use those charges to try to discredit any appointments or other Presidential actions.
The founding fathers never intended something like this, and we know how much you respect the founding fathers because you mention that so often, but, hey, the founders would surely understand if they knew President Trump was really an agent of Russia, right? Of course they would. They would no doubt give their blessing to anything you did under these unique circumstances.
Anyway, you’ve said you think the President is “goading” you to come after him because he thinks it will “fire up his base.” And, my goodness, I see that you really are playing along. I understand you are still sending out congressional subpoenas to certain prospective witnesses that you didn’t have time to include in Schiff’s proceedings, as you needed to rush through impeachment by Christmas so you could open your present and “ooh” and “ahh.” You didn’t have time for the court challenge from Trump that would have had to go before a judge (who might have ruled against you), so you just labeled the exercise of his constitutional rights as “obstruction” and forged ahead. As a result, even though you’ve already presented your case for impeachment and voted on it, you’re still working on investigations of Trump, plus his close allies and cabinet members, in three committees: Intelligence, Oversight and Foreign Affairs. It just never ends.
How diligent of you to continue building a case against the President even after your part is supposed to be done. This must be why you want to keep calling witnesses even in the Senate. That wish is certainly understandable, Madame Speaker, considering you have no actual evidence at all at this point. It simply isn’t fair for them to require you to make do with the evidence you have –- hearsay and gossip and presumption that wouldn’t even be allowed in a court of law. Goodness, how unfair it would be for the Senate to refuse to allow you to continue digging until you finally found something. And we know how deeply concerned you are with basic fairness.
So let me get to the point of this letter. I have a helpful suggestion for you that will give you the fairness you crave, and I think Sen. McConnell might be persuaded to go along with the idea. To make sure the process is scrupulously fair, here’s what you do: just have him follow exactly the same rules in the Senate that Adam Schiff did in the House. There you go, fairness!
This is how it will work: Sen. McConnell gets to make up the rules he wants, just as Schiff did, and being in the majority (as you were in the House), the Republicans vote straight party-line to approve them. Since you are the minority, you don’t get to call witnesses, but they do, and the witnesses can offer any “evidence” they want. You can ask questions –- that’s only fair –- but only the ones McConnell approves. The Senate majority has the option to dismiss the charges, of course, or it can subpoena Adam Schiff, his staff, Eric Ciaramella (alias “the whistleblower”), Hunter Biden, Joe Biden (after all, just because he’s running for President, he doesn’t have immunity), and numerous others. Maybe even Ukrainian President Zelensky would like to come testify — no quid pro quo involved.
THAT would be fair. After the way you treated the House Republicans, the slightest concession you get from the Senate should be considered gravy. And withholding the articles of impeachment is not going to help you, Madame Speaker, as it will just make you folks look more pathetic than you already do, if that is possible. This is one Christmas present you might be sorry you asked for.
Just trying to help. I’ll leave you with a quote from ranking House Judiciary member Doug Collins: “…history will reflect that Donald Trump is the third President to be impeached. History may also shortly reflect that he’ll be the first President to be re-elected after being wrongfully impeached.”
Sincerely,
Former Arkansas Gov. Mike Huckabee
PS. Rep. Collins also said this; I thought you might appreciate it: “The funny thing about obstruction, any time the Democrats get caught trying to frame this President for some crime he didn’t commit, they follow up by accusing him of obstructing their efforts to frame him for the things he never did in the first place.”
Source:
www.dailycaller.com/2019/12/18/trump-impeachment-pelosi
For more info on this impeachment fraud go to
www.foxnews.com
I would like to add a joke:
So, Pelosi’s assistant tells her that tha she had a dream about her. Pelosi asks what was the dream about? The assistant says there was a parade for Pelosi in D.C. where thousands of people were on the streets screaming, yelling, cheering and going ballistic. Pelosi then asks the assistant if she could tell if her hair and makeup was perfect. The assistant says that she could not because the casket was closed!
Aloha!
Just to put things in perspective, after I graduated from Weequahic High School and before going to Seton Hall University, I had a part-time job working for a butcher. I was the delivery guy and occasionally had to go to the slaughterhouse to pick up products for the store. Needless to say, I had no consciousness nor awareness, as change never came then despite the horrors I witnessed on an almost daily basis.
After graduating with a degree in accounting from Seton Hall, I eventually got married and moved to a town called Livingston. Livingston was basically a yuppie community where everyone was judged by the neighborhood they lived in and their income. To say it was a "plastic" community would be an understatement.
Livingston and the shallowness finally got to me. I told my wife I was fed up and wanted to move. She made it clear she had to be near her friends and New York City. I finally got my act together and split for Colorado.
I was living with a lady in Aspen at the end of 1974, when one day she said, " let's become vegetarians". I have no idea what possessed me to say it, but I said, "okay"! At that point I went to the freezer and took out about $100 worth of frozen, dead body parts and gave them to a welfare mother who lived behind us. Well, everything was great for about a week or so, and then the chick split with another guy.
So here I was, a vegetarian for a couple weeks, not really knowing what to do, how to cook, or basically how to prepare anything. For about a month, I was getting by on carrot sticks, celery sticks, and yogurt. Fortunately, when I went vegan in 1990, it was a simple and natural progression. Anyway, as I walked around Aspen town, I noticed a little vegetarian restaurant called, "The Little Kitchen".
Let me back up just a little bit. It was April of 1975, the snow was melting and the runoff of Ajax Mountain filled the streets full of knee-deep mud. Now, Aspen was great to ski in, but was a bummer to walk in when the snow was melting.
I was ready to call it quits and I needed a warmer place. I'll elaborate on that in a minute.
But right now, back to "The Little Kitchen". Knowing that I was going to leave Aspen and basically a new vegetarian, I needed help. So, I cruised into the restaurant and told them my plight and asked them if they would teach me how to cook. I told them in return I would wash dishes and empty their trash. They then asked me what I did for a living and I told them I was an accountant.
The owner said to me, "Let's make a deal. You do our tax return and we'll feed you as well". So for the next couple of weeks I was doing their tax return, washing their dishes, emptying the trash, and learning as much as I could.
But, like I said, the mud was getting to me. So I picked up a travel book written by a guy named Foder. The name of the book was, "Hawaii". Looking through the book I noticed that in Lahaina, on Maui, there was a little vegetarian restaurant called," Mr. Natural's". I decided right then and there that I would go to Lahaina and work at "Mr. Natural's." To make a long story short, that's exactly what happened.
So, I'm working at "Mr. Natural's" and learning everything I can about my new dietary lifestyle - it was great. Every afternoon we would close for lunch at about 1 PM and go to the Sheraton Hotel in Ka'anapali and play volleyball, while somebody stayed behind to prepare dinner.
Since I was the new guy, and didn't really know how to cook, I never thought that I would be asked to stay behind to cook dinner. Well, one afternoon, that's exactly what happened; it was my turn. That posed a problem for me because I was at the point where I finally knew how to boil water.
I was desperate, clueless and basically up the creek without a paddle. Fortunately, there was a friend of mine sitting in the gazebo at the restaurant and I asked him if he knew how to cook. He said the only thing he knew how to cook was enchiladas. He said that his enchiladas were bean-less and dairy-less. I told him that I had no idea what an enchilada was or what he was talking about, but I needed him to show me because it was my turn to do the evening meal.
Well, the guys came back from playing volleyball and I'm asked what was for dinner. I told them enchiladas; the owner wasn't thrilled. I told him that mine were bean-less and dairy-less. When he tried the enchilada he said it was incredible. Being the humble guy that I was, I smiled and said, "You expected anything less"? It apparently was so good that it was the only item on the menu that we served twice a week. In fact, after about a week, we were selling five dozen every night we had them on the menu and people would walk around Lahaina broadcasting, 'enchilada's at "Natural's" tonight'. I never had to cook anything else.
A year later the restaurant closed, and somehow I gravitated to a little health food store in Wailuku. I never told anyone I was an accountant and basically relegated myself to being the truck driver. The guys who were running the health food store had friends in similar businesses and farms on many of the islands. I told them that if they could organize and form one company they could probably lock in the State. That's when they found out I was an accountant and "Down to Earth" was born. "Down to Earth" became the largest natural food store chain in the islands, and I was their Chief Financial Officer and co-manager of their biggest store for 13 years.
In 1981, I started to do a weekly radio show to try and expose people to a vegetarian diet and get them away from killing innocent creatures. I still do that show today. I pay for my own airtime and have no sponsors to not compromise my honesty. One bit of a hassle was the fact that I was forced to get a Masters Degree in Nutrition to shut up all the MD's that would call in asking for my credentials.
My doing this radio show enabled me, through endless research, to see the corruption that existed within the big food industries, the big pharmaceutical companies, the biotech industries and the government agencies. This information, unconscionable as it is, enabled me to realize how broken our health system is. This will be covered more in depth in the Introduction and throughout the book and when you finish the book you will see this clearly and it will hopefully inspire you to make changes.
I left Down to Earth in 1989, got nationally certified as a sports injury massage therapist and started traveling the world with a bunch of guys that were making a martial arts movie. After doing that for about four years I finally made it back to Honolulu and got a job as a massage therapist at the Honolulu Club, one of Hawaii's premier fitness clubs. It was there I met the love of my life who I have been with since 1998. She made me an offer I couldn't refuse. She said," If you want to be with me you've got to stop working on naked women". So, I went back into accounting and was the Chief Financial Officer of a large construction company for many years.
Going back to my Newark days when I was an infant, I had no idea what a "chicken" or "egg" or "fish" or "pig" or "cow" was. My dietary blueprint was thrust upon me by my parents as theirs was thrust upon them by their parents. It was by the grace of God that I was able to put things in their proper perspective and improve my health and elevate my consciousness.
The road that I started walking down in 1975 has finally led me to the point of writing my book, “A Sane Diet For An Insane World”. Hopefully, the information contained herein will be enlightening, motivating, and inspiring to encourage you to make different choices. Doing what we do out of conditioning is not always the best course to follow. I am hoping that by the grace of the many friends and personalities I have encountered along my path, you will have a better perspective of what road is the best road for you to travel on, not only for your health but your consciousness as well.
Last but not least: after being vaccinated as a kid I developed asthma, which plagued me all of my life. In 2007 I got exposed to the organic sulfur crystals, which got rid of my asthma in 3 days and has not come back in over 10 years. That, being the tip of the iceberg, has helped people reverse stage 4 cancers, autism, joint pain, blood pressure problems, migraine headaches, erectile dysfunction, gingivitis, and more. Also, because of the detoxification effects by the release of oxygen that permeates and heals all the cells in the body, it removes parasites, radiation, fluoride, free radicals, and all the other crap that is thrust upon us in the environment by Big Business.
For more, please view www.healthtalkhawaii.com and www.asanediet.com.
Namaste!
