Some May Believe We're On The Road

So We Went On What We Now Call "the Beck Family Church Tour" And Man Did We See Some Churches.

What I Am Feeling In Myself, And What Is Happening To My Physical Body, To Some Extent, And What Is Happening To Me Mentally, Is Not A Depression, Is Not A Death. It Is A Transformation. It Is A Transcendence.

But Are We Even Capable Of Maintaining A Republic Anymore? Are There Enough Citizens Willing To Do The Hard Work That Self-rule Requires, Or Have We Become A People Who Would Rather Be Cared For, Fed, Clothed, Housed, And Told What's Best For Us By A Parentlike State? Unfortunately, The Evidence Suggests The Latter.

I Still Think That It's Time For Something That Reflects The American People.

I Think The President Is A Racist.