|2023 Commentary, by AMB
Back at MHS, I worked
on the weekly that was printed in the school
basement by Mr. Kenneth Armel's print shop
"boys." For nine months (1967-68), I
edited the little paper and sometimes wrote
"editorials." The editorials were
always inane and pointless. Since 1998, I have
maintained this web site, on my own time and my
after I was writing those inane and pointless
editorials, I see a USA in disaster. The hell has
been obvious and undeniable since the
orchestrated riots that began in summer of 2020.
(Read up on the term "color change."
It's a political term, and it has nothing to do
I am a product of
Mishawaka. I have not lived near Mishawaka since
1975, but I am a product of Mishawaka, and who I
am in 2023 is largely the result of Mishawaka
school teachers of the 1950s and 1960s. The
Mishawaka teachers who helped to shape me into
who I am include Mary Hess, Ken Armel, Charles Karst, Thelma Martin, Ward Baker, August Baetsle, Marvin Wood, Bruce Chamberlin, Suzanne Kamm, Mildred Harden, Merle Blue, and Robert Heck, all from MHS; Robert Ernst, Judith Jones, Fred Buechner, and Edwin Metzler from Main Junior High; Lester Ward and Evelyn (Rarick)
Battell; and Margaret Schenck and Margaret (Sellers)
Middleton from North
every one of those teachers would be shocked and
horrified at the USA of 2023, where viable unborn
babies are butchered, where their body parts are
sold, where men pretend that they are women and
show up in women's locker rooms swinging their
ding-dongs and calling them "female
penises," and where "journalists"
gaslight us daily.
The main part of
my "commentary" will be a social
gathering in the summer of 2023 for some old 1968
Cavemen, 55 years after high-school graduation. (See info
No, I'm not going
to stand on a soapbox and preach to anyone.
Rather, I have rented a place for the day, and I
am inviting others from the MHS '68 group who
also know that killing viable babies is wrong and
that biological sex is a reality and that the
main-stream media have been lying to us and
gaslighting us about all sorts of things.
I'd like to share
a meal, and a day, and some visiting back in
Mishawaka with such folks, just one last time.
Potluck, with my treat on the space. I'll provide
a few roasted chickens for lunch, some delivery
pizza at supper time, and some fireworks in the
sky to say goodbye. It's potluck, and I'll count
on others to add to the day.
I recall my
Mishawaka teachers from kindergarten through 12th
grade. Those teachers would be horrified by the
USA that has been delivered upon us by
totalitarian leftists who call themselves
"liberals" and who push the insane
agenda of baby-killing, tranny-crap, and lies
pushed by a leftist oligarch media.
I'd like to see
some folks from the old MHS '68 group one last
time. I've arranged for the space, Sunday, July
2nd, in Mishawaka.
I'll keep my fingers crossed and see who shows
Y'all know how to
contact me if you have a question or wonder
whether my invite is legit.