Glenn Beck: Americans Fight to Win




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Today is the 8th anniversary of the war in Afghanistan. But there is another war taking place and these same politicians have, in this instance, applied their full force. They don't have to have town hall meetings or take polls for this war — they know what they have to do to: get elected.

This is a war on the U.S. dollar.

The only ones to be left in the wreckage of the battlefield are you and your children. For some reason no one in the media will tell you this — you're too stupid to understand it. It's way too complicated to explain.

Let me tell you something: You're not too stupid and it's not too complicated to explain.

In the 24 hours since we last met, here is what our government has done to defeat the American dollar:

House Speaker Nancy Pelosi says a value-added tax is on the table. The VAT taxes manufacturers at each stage of production based on how much each producer adds to a product.


Speaker Pelosi emphasized, of course, that any reworking of the tax code would not result in an increase in taxes on middle-class Americans.

Of course not.

Next, we turn to the Wall Street Journal. The FAA has granted $272-million in stimulus funds — or roughly 25 percent of the $1.1 billion provided to the agency for airport work — to projects that fell below the agency's own threshold. For some background, according to the Journal, the FAA steers money to projects that get a 41 on a scale from 1 to 100. On the stimulus, they raised their threshold to sixty-two. So tens of millions of dollars are going to these airports that scored low on their own scoring system.

In Detroit, thousands of people lined up Tuesday, some of them falsely thinking they were registering for $3,000 in stimulus checks from the Obama administration. Officials say the city was granted $15 million to help residents pay bills and rent or temporary homes for the homeless.

From New York, Representative Steve Israel held a town hall meeting where the fire marshal had to shut the doors because so many people wanted to attend. He was stopped several times by the people chanting "Stop printing the money." Israel said the federal government would administer a public option just like Medicare and Medicaid and the days of insurance companies dropping you for being sick are over.

The Obama administration announced a $35 million construction project in New Hampshire which requires union representation and makes non-union workers pay dues and contribute to a union pension fund. By the way, in New Hampshire, just 8.7 percent of construction workers are unionized.

And, coming soon the ASPIRE Act, where every baby born gets $500 according to US News and World Report; low income children would be entitled to even more money.

Oh, and before I forget, the CBO just released its estimate for health care costs. The estimate includes a projected net cost of $518 billion over 10 years for the proposed expansions in insurance coverage. That net cost itself reflects a gross total of $829 billion in credits and subsidies provided through the exchanges, increased net outlays for Medicaid and the Children's Health Insurance Program and tax credits for small employers.

You see, it's either a series of incompetent errors so epic in scale that Cecil B. DeMille and Jesus himself couldn't film it to make it believable or somebody has another plan.

I've seen incompetence in my life. I've spent the last eight years looking into the government and studying what they do — I know incompetence. Is it incompetence or has it only been orchestrated to look that way?

Uh-oh, here we go down the crazy hole again.

But how can you have this list from just the last 24 hours and then have anyone tell you with a straight face that we're OK; that we're doing well.

Meanwhile, anyone with a little financial understanding will explain to you that there comes a time when there is no way out: It's called a death spiral.

There is good debt and bad debt.

A truck driver goes out and buys a house he can afford — good debt.

A truck driver buys a house that he can't afford and racks up $100,000 in credit card debt and signs on to purchase the St. Louis Rams — bad debt.

And that's where we are: We've promised so much — we've racked up so much debt — that even if we go back to good times, no even great times, we can't pay it off.

We are the truck driver and we're about to lose our job and possibly start working part-time at a convenience store.

Now how much confidence are the banks and China going to have in us? Remember, China only sees us as our politicians and our dollar. Our dollar is a stock certificate and, just like the stock in a company, if the shareholders believe that the company is not going to turn itself around, people will stop investing in it, they stop buying the shares and then even the best company can't turn itself around.

And there is no bailout of this company. There is no bankruptcy court for America. The creditors come and take the assets.

So, why aren't any of the politicians telling you any of this? I contend because some of them are cowards and have a fundamental misunderstanding about you; about the American people.

You are not stupid and you are not a coward. You figure things out and hell, you've changed the world. And when the going gets tough, the Americans arrive.

I say it's time for Washington to tell us the truth and to trust you with your own future.

Who cares about your future more Washington or you? They think you won't make the sacrifices required. They think you just can't cope with bad news and with troubled times.

And what evidence do they have of that?

We fought and won against the biggest nation in the world as ragged farmers in the American Revolution; we defeated slavery by fighting each other; we defeated Nazism, fascism and communism. But we can't pull ourselves up by the bootstraps and win this? Of course we can!

The only evidence they have that we are stupid, incompetent and can't make it without Washington, is that we keep electing them, we keep taking their money and we don't hold them accountable.

The people in Washington fall into two camps. The first camp is made up of greedy or stupid politicians just going along and winning elections. To those people let me ask this: Have you read history? Have you read the history of the Weimar Republic?

The second question is for the second group of people: Those who want to change the Republic. They want to change our system of government; they are radicals and revolutionaries.

Let me ask those people: Have you read the history of the American people lately? Because no matter how destitute we are or how hard you come down on us, you will never win. Unlike the way you want us to fight in Afghanistan, real Americans fight to win.

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On Wednesday's TV show, Glenn Beck sat down with radio show host, author, political commentator, and film critic, Michael Medved.

Michael had an interesting prediction for the 2020 election outcome: a brokered convention by the DNC will usher in former First Lady Michelle Obama to run against President Donald Trump.

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On Thursday's "Glenn Beck Radio Program," BlazeTV's White House correspondent Jon Miller described the current situation in Virginia after Gov. Ralph Northam (D) declared a state of emergency and banned people carrying guns at Capitol Square just days before a pro-Second-Amendment rally scheduled on Martin Luther King Jr. Day.

Jon told Glenn that Gov. Northam and the Virginia Legislature are "trying to deprive the people of their Second Amendment rights" but the citizens of Virginia are "rising up" to defend their constitutional rights.

"I do think this is the flashpoint," Jon said. "They [Virginia lawmakers] are saying, 'You cannot exercise your rights ... and instead of trying to de-escalate the situation, we are putting pressure. We're trying to escalate it and we're trying to enrage the citizenry even more'."

Glenn noted how Gov. Northam initially blamed the threat of violence from Antifa for his decision to ban weapons but quickly changed his narrative to blame "white supremacists" to vilify the people who are standing up for the Second Amendment and the Constitution.

"What he's doing is, he's making all all the law-abiding citizens of Virginia into white supremacists," Glenn said.

"Sadly, that's exactly right," Jon replied. "And I think he knows exactly what he's doing."

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Ryan: Trump Louisiana Finale

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Part One. Part Two. Part Three.

At the end of Trump rallies, I would throw on my Carhartt jacket, sneak out of the press area, then blend in with everyone as they left, filing out through swinging doors.

Often, someone held the door open for me. Just 30 minutes earlier, the same person had most likely had most likely hissed at me for being a journalist. And now they were Sunday smiles and "Oh, yes, thank you, sir" like some redneck concierge.

People flooded out of the arena with the stupidity of a fire drill mishap, desperate to survive.

The air smacked you as soon as you crossed the threshold, back into Louisiana. And the lawn was a wasteland of camping chairs and coolers and shopping bags and to-go containers and soda cans and articles of clothing and even a few tents.

In Monroe, in the dark, the Trump supporters bobbled over mounds of waste like elephants trying to tiptoe. And the trash was as neutral to them as concrete or grass. They plodded over it because it, an object, had somehow gotten in their way.

It did not matter that they were responsible for this wreckage.Out in the sharp-edged moonlight, rally-goers hooted and yapped and boogied and danced, and the bbq food truck was all smoke and paper plates.

They were even more pumped than they had been before the rally, like 6,000 eight year olds who'd been chugging Mountain Dew for hours. Which made Donald Trump the father, the trooper, God of the Underworld, Mr. Elite, Sheriff on high horse, the AR-15 sticker of the family.

Ritualistic mayhem, all at once. And, there in Louisiana, Trump's supporters had gotten a taste of it. They were all so happy. It bordered on rage.

Still, I could not imagine their view of America. Worse, after a day of strange hostilities, I did not care.

My highest priority, my job as a reporter, was to care. To understand them and the world that they inhabit. But I did not give a damn and I never wanted to come back.

Worst of all, I would be back. In less than a week.

Was this how dogs felt on the 4th of July? Hunched in a corner while everyone else gets drunk and launches wailing light into the sky? configurations of blue and red and white.

It was 10:00 p.m. and we'd been traveling since 11:00 a.m., and we still had 5 hours to go and all I wanted was a home, my home, any home, just not here, in the cold sweat of this nowhere. Grey-mangled sky. No evidence of planes or satellites or any proof of modern-day. Just century-old bridges that trains shuffled over one clack at a time.

And casinos, all spangles and neon like the 1960s in Las Vegas. Kitchy and dumb, too tacky for lighthearted gambling. And only in the nicer cities, like Shreveport, which is not nice at all.

And swamp. Black water that rarely shimmered. Inhabited by gadflies and leeches and not one single fish that was pretty.

Full of alligators, and other killing types. The storks gnawing on frogs, the vultures never hungry. The coyotes with nobody to stop them and so much land to themselves. The roaches in the wild, like tiny wildebeests.

Then, the occasional deer carcass on the side of the road, eyes splayed as if distracted, tongue out, relaxed but empty. The diseased willows like skeletons in hairnets. The owls that never quit staring. A million facets of wilderness that would outlive us all.

Because Nature has poise. It thrives and is original.

Because silence is impossible. Even in an anechoic chamber, perfectly soundproofed, you can hear your own heartbeat, steady as a drum. A never-ending war.

I put "Headache" by Grouper on repeat as we glided west. We were deadlocked to asphalt, rubber over tarface.

And I thought about lines from a Rita Dove poem titled "I have been a stranger in a strange land"

He was off cataloging the universe, probably,
pretending he could organize
what was clearly someone else's chaos.

Wasn't that exactly what I was doing? Looking for an impossible answer, examining every single accident, eager for meaning? telling myself, "If it happens and matters the next year, in America, I want to be there, or to know what it means. I owe it to whoever cares to listen."

Humans are collectors and I had gone overboard.

Because maybe this wasn't even my home. These landmarks, what did they mean? Was I obvious here? When I smiled, did I trick them into believing that I felt some vague sense of approval? Or did my expressions betray me?

Out in all that garbage-streaked emptiness — despite the occasional burst of passing halogen — I couldn't tell if everything we encountered was haunted or just old, derelict, broken, useless. One never-ending landfill.

Around those parts, they'd made everything into junk. Homes. Roads. Glass. Nature. Life itself, they made into junk.

I cringed as we passed yet another deer carcass mounded on the side of the road.

As written in Job 35:11,

Who teaches us more than the beasts of the earth and makes us wiser than the birds in the sky?

Nobody. Look at nature and you feel something powerful. Look at an animal, in all of its untamable majesty, and you capture a deep love, all swept up in the power of creation. But, here, all I saw were poor creatures who people had slammed into and kept driving. Driving to where? For what reason? What exactly was so important that they left a trail of dead animals behind them?

So I crossed myself dolorously and said an "Our Father" and recited a stanza from Charles Bukowski's "The Laughing Heart"

you can't beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.

Out here, nothing but darkness. Needing some light, by God. Give me something better than a Moon that hides like an underfed coward.

Jade told me about some of the more traumatic things she'd seen while working at the State Fair.

"Bro, they pull roaches out of the iced lemonade jugs and act like nothing happened."

"All right but what about the corn dogs?"

"You do not want to know, little bro."

She looked around in the quiet. "Back in the day, the Louisiana Congress refused to raise the drinking age from 18 to 21," she said. "They didn't want to lose all that drunk gambler money. So the federal government cut off funding to highways."

We glided through moon-pale landscape for an hour before I realized what she had meant. That there weren't any light poles or billboards along the road. Nothing to guide us or distract us. Just us, alone. And it felt like outer space had collapsed, swallowed us like jellybeans.

Like two teenagers playing a prank on the universe.

In the cozy Subaru Crosstrek, in the old wild night, brimming with the uncertainty of life and the nonchalance of failure, we paraded ourselves back to Dallas. Alive in the river silence that follows us everywhere.

New installments come Mondays and Thursdays. Next, the Iowa caucuses. Check out my Twitter. Email me at kryan@blazemedia.com

The Iowa primary is just around the corner, and concerns of election interference from the last presidential election still loom. Back in 2016, The Associated Press found that a majority of U.S. elections systems still use Windows 7 as an operating system, making them highly susceptible to bugs and errors. And last year, a Mississippi voter tried multiple times to vote for the candidate of his choice, but the system continuously switched his vote to the other candidate. It's pretty clear: America's voting systems desperately need an update.

That's where blockchain voting comes in.

Blockchain voting is a record-keeping system that's 100% verifiable and nearly impossible to hack. Blockchain, the newest innovation in cybersecurity, is set to grow into a $20 billion industry by 2025. Its genius is in its decentralized nature, distributing information throughout a network of computers, requiring would-be hackers to infiltrate a much larger system. Infiltrating multiple access points spread across many computers requires a significant amount of computing power, which often costs more than hackers expect to get in return.

Blockchain voting wouldn't allow for many weak spots. For instance, Voatz, arguably the leading mobile voting platform, requires a person to take a picture of their government-issued ID and a picture of themselves before voting (a feature, of course, not present in vote-by-mail, where the only form of identity verification is a handwritten signature, which is easily forgeable). Voters select their choices and hit submit. They then receive an immediate receipt of their choices via email, another security feature not present in vote-by-mail, or even in-person voting. And because the system operates on blockchain technology, it's nearly impossible to tamper with.

Votes are then tabulated, and the election results are published, providing a paper trail, which is a top priority for elections security experts.

The benefits of blockchain voting can't be dismissed. Folks can cast their vote from the comfort of their homes, offices, etc., vastly increasing the number of people who can participate in the electoral process. Two to three-hour lines at polling places, which often deter voters, would become significantly diminished.

Even outside of the voting increase, the upsides are manifold. Thanks to the photo identification requirements, voter fraud—whether real or merely suspected—would be eliminated. The environment would win, too, since we'd no longer be wasting paper on mail-in ballots. Moreover, the financial burden on election offices would be alleviated, because there's decreased staff time spent on the election, saving the taxpayer money.

From Oregon to West Virginia, elections offices have already implemented blockchain voting, and the results have been highly positive. For example, the city of Denver utilized mobile voting for overseas voters in their 2019 municipal elections. The system was secure and free of technical errors, and participants reported that it was very user-friendly. Utah County used the same system for their 2019 primary and general elections. An independent audit revealed that every vote that was cast on the app was counted and counted correctly. These successful test cases are laying the groundwork for even larger expansions of the program in 2020.

With this vital switch, our elections become significantly more secure, accurate, and efficient. But right now, our election infrastructure is a sitting duck for manipulation. Our current lack of election integrity undermines the results of both local and national elections, fans the flames of partisanship, and zaps voter confidence in the democratic system. While there's never a silver bullet or quick fix to those kinds of things, blockchain voting would push us much closer to a solution than anything else.

Chris Harelson is the Executive Director at Prosperity Council and a Young Voices contributor.