Today I am writing this column from deep inside my bunker, which is also used as a basement. I may be wearing yoga pants…
I’ve been listening to the Charlie Daniels band play “The Devil Went Down to Georgia” all morning to drown out the sounds of black helicopters flying overhead. More about that later in this commentary.
The United Nations might even be spraying chemtrails on me as I write. I may grow a 12th toe.
You are probably wondering why all this is happening. Here’s why: