Mi amigo:

While America’s Convicted Felon-in-Chief follows his Heritage Foundation script of Project 2025, inspired by Viktor Orban, and used the Alien and Sedition Acts of 1789 to suspend Habeas Corpus and get those damn mixed Spanish-Mayan-Inca mongrels the fuck out of America, and dispatched to the Black Hole of El Salvador, next up will be the inevitable page from General Pinochet’s playbook and just toss those unlucky fuckers out of the plane.

The Alien and Sedition Acts of 1789 were really cobbled together by President John Adams to please the money class, and rid the country of white trash Irish immigrants who would likely vote for Jefferson in the next election.

At the beginning of the American Republic, the loser in the National Election became the Vice-President. For reasons that require no serious elaboration, that idea had no merit and was changed by the 12th Amendment in 1804.

John Adams and Thomas Jefferson detested each other, so there was no chance of a political partnership during 1797-1801. Ultimately the two men had become members of an exclusive club and, over time, a genuine friendship developed which led to a lifelong correspondence. Both men died on July 4, 1825 – a half-century after the Declaration of Independence was written.

Now with Attorney General Pam Bondi – who looks like the punch-line for that old joke ...

Q: “What’s the difference between a bowling ball and an OU cheerleader?”

A: “You can only get three fingers in a bowling ball.”

... her response to any demands by lower-level judges for compliance with the Constitution, will be: “Fuck you, that’s why.”

Trumpski knows that once the can gets kicked down the road far enough, he will have his day before the Supreme Politburo and ... well, he can do as he pleases since the court’s majority has already conferred him with pseudo-royal privileges.

And now Columbia University has announced that its new address is:

116th and Broadway

New York City, New York

Vichy America 10027

The other four Ivy League college dominoes will fall into place in the next week or two.

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Korea remains on edge over the future of President Yoon. After consulting with Dr. Johnny Walker on December 3, he had the bright idea of declaring martial law. That career move resulted in impeachment on December 10, suspension from office and some R&R at the Mapo Detention Center.

Our apartment is in the Mapo district.

Yoon may soon be headed for prison. In 2017, President Park, a female with a backstory as tragic as any “power corrupts” play by Shakespeare, got sent away for 25-years for ... well, corruption, of course. Yoon was the prosecuting attorney.

Park was pardoned by the much-hated President Moon in 2022 – with the idea that his benevolence would translate into victory for his party in the national elections that spring. This didn’t quite go to plan, and Yoon became president. Yet power is a hard jones to shake, and arrogance is a shadow that always whispers foolish tidings.

It snowed here Monday, ever so briefly – yet one last reminder that March may be the cruelest month of all – despite T.S. Eliot’s view of April in The Waste Land.

Yesterday – Saturday was a wonderfully spring day, one that could make a person rave with delight. At my age, I don’t need to rave; a walk-about at Gwanghwamun Square with another enthusiastic crowd of Yoon supporters was good theatre for me.

As you have witnessed first-hand Koreans waving American flags at rallies, it’s obvious they are unfamiliar with American economist Richard Wolff and the death knell for the American Empire. My country has not won a war since August, 1945 – nearly 80-years-ago.

Last Saturday, I was at an anti-Yoon rally across the street from the Lotte Department Store. I know your tour of Seoul was a whirlwind – but we had lunch there one afternoon. The store is in Euljiro, right across from Myeongdong – and a few blocks from Namdaemun Market.

The anti-Yoon folks advocate closer ties with China, the rising empire. America? It is a paper tiger. Despite 700-plus bases world-wide, a record of defeat in Korea, Vietnam, Iraq and Afghanistan (and soon: Ukraine) is not impressive if one is selling The Empire Brand.

So, no American flags anywhere at the anti-Yoon rally last week. No Chinese flags – yet. I was treated respectfully by one and all last Saturday. No problem.

Yesterday at the Yoon rally, I had three different people who wanted to be photographed with me. This usually has everything to do with the fact that I’m of the Caucasian Persuasion.

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To reach the platform of the Gwanghwamun subway for the trip home, it’s best to be patient and wait for the elevator.

An older couple got on the elevator before it was too late and the doors closed. As they were also of the Caucasian Persuasion, I immediately channeled the attitude of Donald Sutherland’s Hawkeye Pierce in Altman’s MASH, and said: “Something tells me you’re not Korean.”

The wife, with amusement, said: “We are Canadian.”

“I am very glad to meet you,” I said, and with sincerity.

As we left the elevator, we lingered for a good 10-minutes before going through the turnstile and heading for the subway platform.

In short, this couple is from Toronto. The husband is 88-years-old, and the wife is 85. They were absolutely marvelous. This is not their first time to Seoul, but it’s been 18-years since their last visit.

If you returned here 18-years from now, you’d be about 84.

Of course, it was impossible to avoid some basic topics ... like:

- How is it possible that enough Americans voted for Trump?

- How much longer before he’s thrown out of office?

We didn’t bother exchanging names, yet the couple stressed that a) most Canadians know Americans are better people than their politicians; b) Canada is already benefiting from the upheaval in America with more U.S. residents moving north – to include doctors and academics, especially with Columbia University’s capitulation to Trump.

“I’ve already been to Vancouver to check it out as a Plan B. I think my country is headed for a civil war.”

“Most Canadians avoid living in Vancouver because it rains all the time. You should consider Toronto.”

How inspiring to still be kicking around and traveling in the mid-to-late 80s.

That’s my idea of a life worth living.