A Son of America

The last time I was at City Hall, which seems eons ago (but was only last September), I told the story of when somebody actually asked me what country I am from, and I joked and said "Michigan."  Well, I probably would be on the Council today if Michigan was a country.  The number of foreign expatriates on the Federal Way City Council is just a tad short of the majority, if not already (maybe, there's a Canadian expatriate on there for all I know), but the globalists are working on a majority, believe them.  I wasn't about to go there, today, and watch Ferrell, Moore, Johnson and Tran bask in the glory of electoral globalism with all the pomp, ceremony and faux Americana backdrops.  "Rogue-ner" is probably getting a thrill somewhere, today, however, a la "newsman" Chris Matthews.  

I would have been in a deep funk watching these pretenders and/or expatriates taking the oath of office, and wasn't about to put myself through that misery.  As for voters, including blacks who are descendants of America since 1865 or before, who had a chance, and didn't vote for me, but voted for all of these three, Assefa-Dawson, Johnson & Moore, you got bamboozled, and probably by the liars "Rogue-ner" and the fake-caricatured "Mr. Anonymous."  I'm a son of America, and you should have voted for me, but you didn't, and now you have what you have.  To borrow the modern lingo, "good luck with that."

- Mark Greene for Representative (Website) -  (U.S.M.C. Veteran)

[Revised on Jan. 5, 2018.]

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