


They flew us in at sunrise, to a city under siege,
We marched into the crossfire — of a vegan grilled cheese.
The air was thick with danger, or maybe just the steam,
From cappuccino cannons in this grande battle scene.
Mollie Strickland, brings her southern roots to the midwest, weaving songs of freedom, love and longing. A bit of torch and empty roads. Let her set the mood for a cold beer or glass of Chardonnay and maybe juicy burger and fries.
Mollie Strickland, brings her southern roots to the midwest, weaving songs of freedom, love and longing. A bit of torch and empty roads. Let her set the mood for a cold beer or glass of Chardonnay and maybe juicy burger and fries.
Mollie Strickland, brings her southern roots to the midwest, weaving songs of freedom, love and longing. A bit of torch and empty roads. Let her set the mood for a cold beer or glass of Chardonnay and maybe juicy burger and fries.
Mollie Strickland, brings her southern roots to the midwest, weaving songs of freedom, love and longing. A bit of torch and empty roads. Let her set the mood for a cold beer or glass of Chardonnay and maybe juicy burger and fries.
Mollie Strickland, brings her southern roots to the midwest, weaving songs of freedom, love and longing. A bit of torch and empty roads. Let her set the mood for a cold beer or glass of Chardonnay and maybe juicy burger and fries.
Mollie Strickland, brings her southern roots to the midwest, weaving songs of freedom, love and longing. A bit of torch and empty roads. Let her set the mood for a cold beer or glass of Chardonnay and maybe juicy burger and fries.
Mollie Strickland, brings her southern roots to the midwest, weaving songs of freedom, love and longing. A bit of torch and empty roads. Let her set the mood for a cold beer or glass of Chardonnay and maybe juicy burger and fries.
Mollie Strickland, brings her southern roots to the midwest, weaving songs of freedom, love and longing. A bit of torch and empty roads. Let her set the mood for a cold beer or glass of Chardonnay and maybe juicy burger and fries.

It isn’t hard to see why tempers are boiling over in America. Every day brings another round of double talk, broken promises, and political gamesmanship. People work hard, play by the rules, and still feel ignored.
They watch leaders twist the system to their own advantage, then sneer when ordinary citizens cry foul. Add to that the endless stream of lies, name-calling, and finger-pointing, and the frustration deepens.
Anger, at its core, comes from powerlessness — and millions feel powerless in the face of a political class that cheats, bends rules, and shrugs off accountability. No wonder people are furious.

This anger didn’t appear out of thin air. It’s been stoked, often deliberately, by those who profit from division. When leaders lie with a straight face, they corrode trust. When they weaponize insults, they cheapen public life. When they change the rules to shield themselves, they leave citizens feeling that playing fair is pointless.
It’s not just one man or one party, though Trump’s barrage of falsehoods and attacks made the trend painfully visible. Washington’s insiders have grown comfortable rewriting the playbook to suit themselves. The result is a public that feels cheated and betrayed — and that’s on the leadership, not the people.
Here’s the truth: anger is justified, but violence isn’t the answer.
The same frustration that tempts people to lash out can also fuel something better — a demand for honesty, accountability, and decency. Citizens don’t have to swallow lies or tolerate corruption.
They can demand reform, expose the cheaters, and use their voices in ways that can’t be ignored. It starts by calling out the truth and refusing to be distracted by the circus of insults and spin. The anger is real — but it can be turned into a force that builds, not destroys. Leaders created this climate, but it’s the people who can change it.








Because you know I’m all about that base
’Bout that base — no facts
I’m all about that base
’Bout that base — no facts
I’m all about that base
’Bout that base — no facts
I’m all about that base
’Bout that base

Trump man,
You just won’t go away,
I said, Trump man,
Courtrooms call every day,
But hey,
Trump man,
There are millions to sway,
With a truth that’s been twisted and broken!

Oh yes, I’m the great pretender,
Claiming I’ve won when I’ve lost,
Bragging with pride,
And always I hide,
The truth that would show what it cost.

The swamp he swore he’d drain, Just filled with grift again, The debt climbs ever higher, Fed by a ring of liar.
Trump told lies, lies grew higher, And it burns, burns, burns — the ring of liar, The ring of liar.

The swamp he swore he’d drain, Just filled with grift again, The debt climbs ever higher, Fed by a ring of liar.
Trump told lies, lies grew higher, And it burns, burns, burns — the ring of liar, The ring of liar.





Loyalty to Country, Not to a Man
Too much of our politics today has twisted the idea of loyalty. We’re told to prove we’re “true patriots” by lining up behind one politician, one party, one personality. That’s not patriotism—that’s blind allegiance.
Real loyalty isn’t to a man. Real loyalty is to our country. And a country shows its loyalty back by taking care of its people. That means intelligent solutions, not slogans. It means tackling the hard problems—healthcare, jobs, inflation, veterans’ care—with real ideas instead of scapegoats.
If a leader asks for loyalty to themselves instead of loyalty to the people, that’s a red flag. We don’t need cults of personality. We need leaders willing to work, compromise, and solve problems.
Stop the bullshit. Enough with the distractions. Loyalty to country means loyalty to each other—and it’s time our politics caught up to that simple truth.
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