A nation in the jaws of fate.

A babe in the jaws of fate. Or a dog clamping its fangs on a supernaturally elusive predator. History says it was the latter. You decide.

Recognize this image? Probably not. It’s a detail of the greatest and most important presidential portrait ever painted. This one.

His name was George Washington.

His name was George Washington.

I can’t improve on the history related here. Trust me. It has no lefty agenda. It’s fascinating and educational. (Yeah. The whole thing is here. Best time I had all day.)

All I can add is my close up look at that one little glimpse of open sky. As if some giant hound is inhaling a red cloud shaped like England. Or exhaling it. Perhaps both were true. Either way, it seems like prophecy.

Give yourselves this moment.


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