“1-2-3. What are we fightin’ for?”

Singing should soothe the soul. Country Joe only sang about Vietnam, but we can choose Venezuela, Colombia, Mexico, Greenland or anyone else with oil or minerals. The Liar-in-chief’s list is endless.

But we don’t have enough troops to occupy everywhere while we plunder. Obviously, we need the draft. More troops are needed here. “There’s a man with a gun over there, tellin’ me I got to beware.” We have protesters to shoot “Four dead in Ohio” and many to protect in Iran.

Vote-counter-in-chief will pull from blue states first, but red states will also be needed. “Be the first one on your block, to have your boy come home in a box.”

No college deferments either. We don’t need our universities finding cures for cancer, or more importantly, eliminate college protesters.

Our draft dodger-in-chief’s “fortunate sons” will be from campaign donors, business partners, sexual perverts and pardoned drug dealers. But if you are lucky enough to reach the rank of corporal, you qualify to become Secretary of War. I qualify, just too “stupid” to dodge the draft.

But this won’t matter when the forked tongue-in-chief pushes the red button. “I hate my opponents” and “A hard rains gonna fall.”

But this couldn’t possibly happen from a man with such a heartfelt Christmas message. While we were gathering with family and friends, his cheerful words were to “the left-wing radical scum.”

Clay Carpenter

Fonda

Masked cowboys

As a young boy growing up in the New York City area in the late 1940s and early 1950s, I had plenty of TV stations to choose from. So, I was able to watch lots of old cowboy movies.

In these “Wild West” films, one quickly learned to separate the good guys from the bad guys. The bad guys were the ones who........

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