Celebrating the American Spirit




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GLENN BECK, HOST: Hello, America.

All this week I have talked to you about some pretty spooky things and some uplifting things.

I want you to know that my wife actually told me one time, we went to a friend's birthday party, and she said — swear to you, this is exactly what she said — as we were waiting for them to answer the door, she looked at me and said, don't you dare make anybody cry. I have a tendency of bumming people out.

But I tell you — there are great, great, powerful things coming our way. But we have to get into shape. We have to be ready for it, because miracles come when we expect them, when we deserve them, and when we understand that we are the maker's hands, we are the instruments that he performs miracles with.

All this week, I've talked to you downsizing and getting rid of the crap in your life. I mean, I don't know about you, but I've got a lot of crap in my life. I've got a lot of stuff — my wife and I were walking around the house, what — how did we gather all of this stuff?

I want to talk to you about turning that unneeded clutter into resources that will help either you be prepared for what may be a very tough road ahead of us by taking that money and buying food storage, getting extra supplies on your shelf, making sure that you're prepared, or joining me in another project.

There's a great benefit to going through the purging process — A, money at the other end. But what my wife and I found out, Tania and I, we went through the house this weekend, and we were sifting through the stuff, and some of it has been packed away in boxes for years.

And we looked at some of the stuff, and some of the stuff we argued over. For instance, she insists that I sell the Woodrow Wilson doll. No, I'm not selling it. Why do we need a Woodrow Wilson doll? Are you kidding me? The Woodrow Wilson doll is the best. And he — he talks, too. This is the greatest. And it scares the neighbors.

So, we had a discussion on a few things. But it was fun. And there was a flood of memories. Everything that we looked at, we're, like, oh, my gosh, do you remember when we got that, or do you remember this or — it will remind you about the good times and bad times, all the ups and downs in your life, and it will remind you that even in the bad times, we are so incredibly blessed.

We are blessed to live in a country that provides freedom of choice, freedom to choose your own path, to self-determination, the ability to gather our own unique set of memories, if you will — I mean, I don't know how long it sat on the shelf before I came into the store.

We gather our memories in whatever shape or size we choose. It has been said that you never really fully appreciate something until you lose it. I'm a recovering alcoholic. And I will tell you that is the understatement of a lifetime. I didn't understand — I didn't value my own word. I didn't value honor or integrity as an alcoholic. And any alcoholic tell you, man, we're good at lying, because we've lied to ourself for most of our lives.

If you can fool yourself, you can certainly fool somebody else. You never fully appreciate you had until you don't have it anymore. When I didn't have a soul in my life, that believe me anymore, that I didn't have any honor or integrity, I wanted it back. It's been a very long, hard road to get it back.

I don't know how many of us fully really appreciate what this country means, what freedom means — and liberty and freedom unmatched anywhere in the world. I'm sorry, but we are not like the rest of the world. We do not want to lose it to appreciate it.

Ronald Reagan said this: "Those who have known freedom and then lost it have never known it again." It is true. If we're lucky, our children will taste it again. But have we done enough to even teach them that it's worth something?

Our children will not mourn for something they didn't even understand. What is our freedom about? Stuff?

We don't even know our own history. Millions have died for what most of us now take for granted. Countless treasure has been spent to further the cause that I hope we hold dear. A greater amount has been — has been wagered all around the globe to destroy it.

You've heard me tell this story a million times before. It's about Ben Franklin. He walked out of the constitutional convention in Philadelphia, and a woman approached him and said, "What have you given us, Mr. Franklin?" He said, "A republic, if you can keep it." Can we?

That statement looms larger today than perhaps any other time in our history — maybe with the exception of the Civil War. Take the time to consider the values and the principles and the history of this country — what we were founded on. The values and the principles, the role they play, not only in our country, but they play in our own life.

It is my goal — I really truly believe with everything in me that this audience will change the course of the nation, and thus change the course of the world, if we are our highest self, if we have — if we've done the hard work. And it's hard, especially before the problem really hits.

I ask you tonight — take an inventory of your own life. Take the 40-day and 40-night challenge, a blueprint for national survival.

I ask you, in 40 days, please, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor. It's a four-step process. It's all outlined on the website. Please take that.

Take a moment to find and center yourself. Take a moment to be thankful for the blessings that is the United States of America.

At the risk of sounding like a broken record, it is also time to learn our own history and share it with your family. Talk to your children about the real story of the first Thanksgiving.

Do you even know the story? It was 1621. Pilgrims had come to this country in search of freedom — freedom to worship God from tyranny.

They had a reason to be miserable, not thankful. A hundred and two of them had made the trip to the new world, and on this day, only 53 of them remained. By all accounts, their stay up to that had been a disaster, and yet, they all gathered to give thanks.

They thanked God for sparing those who remained, and for bringing them to this new land. Half of them had died. Yet they thanked God. They thanked him for the Indian friends who provided much of that day's feast.

What have we turned Thanksgiving into? Football, overeating, undoing our pants, sleeping on the couch and just going (INAUDIBLE). So, we're Homer Simpson sometimes. At least I am.

I challenge you to change this habit this year. Make Thanksgiving 2010 a return to the first Thanksgiving — a return to reflection, a return to appreciation for what we have, a return to thanks, thanks for the blessings.

We all may die — you know, they sat at that table, and somebody had to look each other in the eyes and think, you could be dead next week. We've lost half of them. But they found inside of themselves to say, man, aren't we blessed?

Christmas is the next holiday — and Christmas is another holiday that is strayed a million miles away from where it began.

Early Americans weren't sure how to — how to do the holiday. I mean, they didn't know what to make of it. It was actually in Boston, did you know this? Outlawed in Boston in the late 1600s.

Congress was on session on December 25th, 1789. They were working. They didn't close anything down. The churches back then thought celebration of Christmas was tawdry and demeaned the sanctity of religion — only if they could see us now.

Do you know when Christmas became a federal holiday and everything changed? 1870. 1870. And even then, things were so much different. There was no Black Friday. There was certainly no Cyber Monday. And if gifts were exchanged, they were almost always made of the homemade variety.

If you were a kid in the typical American family, you might get one gift. Sometimes it was just sugar. And it would be the highlight of the entire year.

Thanksgiving and then Christmas are part of what I call the trilogy of holidays, the third being New Year's.

The reason why we always fail on New Year's resolutions is because we haven't been grateful enough to get down on our knees and be humble enough, and then see the little Baby Jesus and realize — holy cow, he's here to give me a second chance.

I break these holidays down like this:

Thanksgiving — fall on your knees and give thanks. In the process, realize — again, Thanksgiving, don't make it a compound word. Separate it. Give thanks. And the best way to give thanks is to give — give back.

Christmas celebrating the birth of Christ — the symbol of redemption, slate wiped clean. We can start all over again. The past space time. There's not — there's no space and time, it's space time. It's a point in a map.

What's past is past. That's where we were. Great. Where are you going today?

New Year's is the one that we think gives us a fresh start, but it really doesn't. The New Year is just the starting line. These two are the ones that give us the opportunity to start fresh.

I'm in the process of doing research for a new project that I'm working on for next year. I'll tell you about it next year. And it's pretty ambitious. I don't think anybody's ever tried it on television before, at least not on a show like this, not on cable news. And I don't know if anybody's going to watch, and that's OK.

But in the process of doing research for this, I stumbled across a story of a little town in Ohio called Wilmington, that not very long ago it was named one of the top places to live in America. It was a, quote, "dream town," end quote. It was right out of an Norman Rockwell painting. It's a great town.

In the course of 24 hours in November of 2008, Wilmington went from dream town to American nightmare when DHL, the shipping company, announced that they were closing their facility and they were laying off 9,500 people in a town of 12,000. Short time later, "60 Minutes" dubbed Wilmington ground zero for the nation's economic crisis, along with a number of other media outlet, they pretty have pronounced this town dead on arrival.

I grew up in a small town that everybody pronounced dead. I love small town America. It is the heart of us.

Let me tell you something right now. I don't care what "60 Minutes" says — Wilmington is not dead. It's not, thanks to gritty and determined citizens.

They have come to embody and represent the true American spirit. They look out for one another, they're working together, they're rebuilding a little town they call home and the government isn't involved. The churches are.

There's a woman named Molly. She's a nurse. She's married to a firefighter. She couldn't stand to se the historic Denver Hotel shut its doors.

Well, Molly's never run a hotel. I mean, look at this little hotel. She didn't know what to do. She didn't even have the money to buy it. So, she went up to the owner and she said, you can't close the doors. What else — how can I help? What can be done to keep it open?

Well, the seller was so impressed with her passion that he sold her the place, not with a contract, but on a handshake. He agreed even to finance the purchase himself. He said, you know what, Molly, I'll sell it to you. Oh, I don't know if I — no, no. You can do it. They shook hands on the deal.

Molly has a very long way to go to make sure this hotel is a success. But so far, she hasn't missed a payment.

And then there's the story of the local fire marshal who went to inspect a place called the Sugar Tree Ministry. This is an outreach to those in Wilmington, and, boy, is there need now. Upon finding several code violations, he wrote out a ticket. He gave them a warning notice.

Then he went back to the firehouse. And he said, guys, come on, grab your stuff. All the firemen came and they made the needed repairs. So this could keep its doors open.

That's who we are. That's America.

No, that's not who America is right now, but that's who Wilmington is. Wilmington is a city fighting to be Bedford Falls, not Pottersville.

And I personally plan to roll up my sleeves and help. If they will have us, I'm going to pay a visit next month, and I'm going to do the show from that little street, and I'm going to ask all the folks in nearby Dayton and Columbus and Cincinnati and Cleveland, or wherever else you might be, to join me — kind of a mini 8.28.

It's not going to be extravagant. It's not going to be big. I'm going to do a show in actually one local theater that last year they did a show in — because they do it every year. They do a show about the history of their town, and the furnace went out. And people came, but they were sitting in jackets. But they still came.

I'm going to do a show there. I invite you to come. I'll give you more information.

We're going to celebrate America's first Christmas. We're going to find real hope, where everyone else has found despair. What I'm asking the people in Wilmington — and they're hearing this announcement for the first time — what I'd like you to do is I'd like to make Christmas presents for people, but things that my kids would want or I would want that would remind me of a better time, of a better — something that has value.

If you happen to be watching this show, and you're like my grandmother, you're making a quilt, will you bring it? Will you sell your wares, sell your goods? Because I'd like to invite my friends and the people that watch this show to come on that day. And maybe we can open up some of the closed storefronts and we can sell things for Christmas. Will you help us?

I can't think of a more meaningful Christmas present to buy for somebody than something that has the circle of giving in it. I'll give you more details on it this week.

If you can join us in Wilmington — great. But wherever you are, make a difference this holiday season, the three holidays. Strip away the very near of empty traditions we've pasted over the true meaning — and look for the real light, look for the real reason behind these seasons — these holidays. It's not about stuff.

Can we together celebrate America's first Thanksgiving and America's first Christmas again as we prepare ourselves to become the people we were sent here at this time to be? You're here for a reason.

On Monday, I'm going to start selling some of the stuff in my house. I'm downsizing my life. My wife and I went through the — the Woodrow Wilson doll stays with me. I said, it's either Woody or you.

But I'm selling some stuff. We're selling some of the couches — we're cutting our life in half really. I'm selling it up on a Web site called YouPillar.com. Look for it on Monday and look for ways to join me on this quest — whether you keep the money and shore yourself up, or you donate it to charity, either in your own town, or you join me in Wilmington, Ohio. Find all the details at GlennBeck.com.

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Today is the 75th anniversary of D-Day, the largest amphibious invasion in history.

The Allied invasion force included 5,000 ships and landing craft, 11,000 planes, and almost three million allied soldiers, airmen and sailors. Despite such numbers, the location and timing of the invasion was still an enormous gamble. The Nazis fully expected such an invasion, they just didn't know precisely when or where it would be.

Despite the enormous logistics involved, the gamble worked and by the end of June 6, 1944, 156,000 Allied troops were ashore in Normandy. The human cost was also enormous – over 4,900 American troops died on D-Day. That number doubled over the next month as they fought to establish a foothold in northern France.

There were five beach landing zones on the coast of northwestern France, divided among the Allies. They gave each landing zone a name. Canada was responsible for "Juno." Britain was responsible for "Gold" and "Sword." And the U.S. had "Utah" and "Omaha."

The Nazis were dug in with bunkers, machine guns, artillery, mines, barbed wire, and other obstacles to tangle any attempt to come ashore. Of the five beaches, Omaha was by far the most heavily defended. Over 2,500 U.S. soldiers were killed at Omaha – the beach so famously depicted in the opening battle sequence of the 1998 movie, Saving Private Ryan. The real-life assault on Omaha Beach included 34 men in that first wave of attack who came from the same small town of Bedford, Virginia. The first Americans to die on Omaha Beach were the men from Bedford.

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America has a national D-Day Memorial, but many people don't know about it.

America has a national D-Day Memorial, but many people don't know about it. Maybe that's because it wasn't a government project and it's not in Washington DC. It was initiated and financed by veterans and private citizens. It's tucked away in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains, in the small town of Bedford, Virginia. Why is the memorial for one of the most famous days in modern world history in such a tiny town? Because, as a proportion of its population of just 3,200 at the time, no community in the U.S. sacrificed more men on D-Day than Bedford.

There were 34 men in Company A from Bedford. Of those thirty-four, 23 died in the first wave of attacks. Six weeks after D-Day, the town's young telegraph operator was overwhelmed when news of many of the first deaths clattered across the Western Union line on the same day. Name after name of men and families that she knew well. There were so many at once that she had to enlist the help of customers in the pharmacy's soda shop to help deliver them all.

Among those killed in action were brothers Bedford and Raymond Hoback. Bedford was the rambunctious older brother with a fiancée back home that he couldn't wait to return to. Raymond was the quieter, more disciplined younger brother who could often be found reading his Bible. He fell in love with a British woman during his two years in England training for D-Day. Like in that opening sequence of Saving Private Ryan, Bedford and Raymond barely made it down the ramp of their Higgins Boat in the swarm of bullets and hot steel before they were cut down in the wet sand.

Bedford and Raymond Hoback's mother, Macie, learned of both their deaths from two separate telegrams, the first on a Sunday morning, the second the following day. Their younger sister, Lucille, remembered her mother's devastation, and her father walking out to the barn to cry.

The day after D-Day, the killing field of Omaha Beach was already transforming into the massive supply port that would help fuel the American drive all the way to Berlin over the next year. A soldier from West Virginia was walking along the beach when he saw something jutting out of the sand. He reached down and pulled it out. He was surprised to find it was a Bible. The inside cover was inscribed with: "Raymond S. Hoback, from mother, Christmas, 1938." The soldier wrote a letter and mailed it with the Bible to Raymond's mother. That Bible, which likely tumbled from Raymond's pack when he fell on D-Day, became Macie Hoback's most cherished possession – the only personal belonging of her son that was ever returned.

Of the 23 Bedford men who died on Omaha Beach, eleven were laid to rest in the American cemetery in Normandy.

These men, many of them barely out of their teens, didn't sign up to march to the slaughter of course. They had hopes and dreams just like you and I. Many of them signed up for adventure, or because of peer pressure, and yes, a sense of honor and duty. Many of the Bedford Boys first signed up for the National Guard just to make a few extra bucks per month, get to hang out with their buddies, and enjoy target practice. But someone had to be first at Omaha Beach and that responsibility fell to the men from Bedford.

Over the last several years, the D-Day anniversary gets increasingly sad. Because each year, there are fewer and fewer men alive who were actually in Normandy on June 6, 1944. The last of the surviving Bedford Boys died in 2009. Most of the remaining D-Day veterans who are still with us are too frail to make the pilgrimage to France for the anniversary ceremonies like they used to.

It's difficult to think about losing these World War II veterans, because once they're all gone, we'll lose that tether to a time when the nation figured out how to be a better version of itself.

Not that they were saints and did everything right. They were as human as we are, with all the fallibility that entails. But in some respects, they were better. Because they went, and they toughed it out, and they accomplished an incredibly daunting mission, with sickening hardship, heartbreak, and terror along the way.

So, what does the anniversary of D-Day mean in 2019?

In one sense, this anniversary is a reprimand that we've failed to tell our own story well enough.

In one sense, this anniversary is a reprimand that we've failed to tell our own story well enough. You can't learn about the logistics of the operation and above all, the human cost, and not be humbled. But as a society, we have not emphasized well enough the story of D-Day and all that it represents. How can I say that? Because of an example just last weekend, when common sense got booed by Democratic Socialists at the California Democrats' State Convention. When Democratic presidential candidate John Hickenlooper said during his speech that "socialism is not the answer," the crowd booed loudly. When did telling the truth about socialism become controversial?

Sure, socialists, and communists and other anti-American factions have always been around. America certainly had socialists in 1944. But the current socialists trying to take over the Democratic Party like a virus don't believe in the D-Day sacrifices to preserve America, because they don't believe America is worth preserving. They are agitating to reform America using the authoritarian playbook that has only ended in death and destruction everywhere it is followed.

Ask a Venezuelan citizen, or an Iraqi Christian, or a North Korean peasant why D-Day still matters in 2019.

The further we move away from caring about pivotal events like June 6, 1944, the less chance of survival we have as a nation.

At the same time, the D-Day anniversary is a reminder that we're not done yet. It's an opportunity for us to remember and let that inform how we live.

Near the end of Saving Private Ryan, the fictional Captain Miller lays dying, and he gives one last instruction to Private Ryan, the young man that he and his unit have sacrificed their lives to rescue in Normandy. He says, "Earn it."

In other words, don't waste the sacrifices that were made so that your life could be saved. Live it well. The message to "earn it" extends to the viewer and the nation as well – can we say we're earning the sacrifices that were made by Americans on D-Day? I cringe to think how our few remaining World War II veterans might answer that.

Honor. Duty. Sacrifice. Gratitude. Personal responsibility. These used to mean a lot more.

Honor. Duty. Sacrifice. Gratitude. Personal responsibility. These used to mean a lot more. I don't want to believe it's too late for us to rediscover those traits as a nation. I want to believe we can still earn it.

The challenge to "earn it" is a lot of pressure. Frankly, it's impossible. We can't fully earn the liberty that we inherited. But we can certainly try to earn it. Not trying is arrogant and immoral. And to tout socialism as the catch-all solution is naïve, and insulting to the men like those from Bedford who volunteered to go defend freedom. In truly striving to earn it, we help keep the flame of liberty aglow for future generations. It is necessary, honorable work if freedom is to survive.

The end of Lincoln's Gettysburg Address is remarkably relevant for every anniversary of June 6, 1944. This is what D-Day still means in 2019:

"It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us – that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion – that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain – that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom – and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth."

Letter from Corporal H.W. Crayton to Mr. and Mrs. Hoback – parents of Bedford and Raymond Hoback who were both killed in action on June 6, 1944

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July 9, 1944 Somewhere in France

Dear Mr. & Mrs. Hoback:

I really don't know how to start this letter to you folks, but will attempt to do something in words of writing. I will try to explain in the letter what this is all about.

While walking along the Beach D-day Plus One, I came upon this Bible and as most any person would do I picked it up from the sand to keep it from being destroyed. I knew that most all Bibles have names & addresses within the cover so I made it my business to thumb through the pages until I came upon the name above. Knowing that you no doubt would want the Book returned I am sending it knowing that most Bibles are a book to be cherished. I would have sent it sooner but have been quite busy and thought it best if a short period of time elapsed before returning it.

You have by now received a letter from your son saying he is well. I sincerely hope so.

I imagine what has happened is that your son dropped the Book without any notice. Most everybody who landed on the Beach D-Day lost something. I for one as others did lost most of my personal belongings, so you see how easy it was to have dropped the book and not know about it.

Everything was in such a turmoil that we didn't have a chance until a day or so later to try and locate our belongings.

Since I have arrived here in France I have had occasion to see a little of the country and find it quite like parts of the U.S.A. It is a very beautiful country, more so in peace time. War does change everything as it has this country. One would hardly think there was a war going on today. Everything is peaceful & quiet. The birds have begun their daily practice, all the flowers and trees are in bloom, especially the poppies & tulips which are very beautiful at this time of the year.

Time goes by so quickly as it has today. I must close hoping to hear that you receive the Bible in good shape.

Yours very truly,

Cpl. H.W. Crayton

It's not as easy as it used to be for billion-dollar entertainment empires like The Walt Disney Company. It would be more streamlined for Disney to produce its major motion pictures in its own backyard. After all, abortion in California is readily available, as well as a protected, cherished right. And since abortion access is critical for movie production, right up there with lighting equipment and craft services, you would think California would be the common-sense choice for location shooting. Alas, even billion-dollar studios must pinch pennies these days. So, in recent years, Disney, among other major Hollywood studios, has been farming out production to backwater Southern lands like Georgia, and even Louisiana. Those states offer more generous tax breaks than Disney's native California. As a result, Georgia for example, played host to much of the shooting for the recent worldwide box office smash Avengers: Endgame.

But now it looks like it's Georgia's endgame. The state recently passed what is known as a "heartbeat" bill – a vicious, anti-woman law that would try to make pregnant women allow their babies to be born and actually live. It's a bridge too far for a major studio like Disney, which was largely built on creating family entertainment. How can Disney possibly go about making quality movies, often aimed at children, without access to unfettered abortion? It's unconscionable. Lack of abortion access makes it nearly impossible to shoot movies. So, what's a major studio to do? Disney might have considered migrating its business to Louisiana, but that state too has now signed a heartbeat bill into law. It's utter madness.

These monstrous anti-abortion bills, coupled with having to live under President Trump, has led Disney to seek a new home for its legendary movie magic. Last week, Disney's CEO, Bob Iger, announced that all future Disney movies will now be filmed on location in the Sub-Saharan African nation of Wakanda.

"Disney and Wakanda are a match made in heaven," Iger told reporters. "Wakanda was, until recently, a secret kingdom, much like our own Magic Kingdom. With this new partnership, we'll not only get to continue our legacy of making movies that parents and children everywhere enjoy together, but we'll get to do so in a safe space that reveres abortion as much as we do."

Wakanda is one of only four African countries (out of 55) that allow unrestricted abortion.

As home to the most advanced technology in the world – and with the planet's highest per-capita concentration of wokeness – Wakanda offers women painless, hassle-free abortion on demand. As the Wakandan health ministry website explains, the complete absence of any white-patriarchal-Judeo-Christian influence allows women in Wakanda to have complete control of their own bodies (with the exception of females who are still fetuses). As winner of the U.N.'s 2018 Golden Forceps award (the U.N.'s highest abortion honor) Wakanda continues its glowing record on abortion. That makes it an ideal location for Disney's next round of live-action remakes of its own animated movies in which the company plans to remove all male characters.

Iger says he hopes to convince Wakandan leadership to share their top-secret vibranium-based abortion procedure technology so that American women can enjoy the same convenient, spa-like abortion treatment that Wakandan women have enjoyed for years.

Wakanda is one of only four African countries (out of 55) that allow unrestricted abortion. Disney plans to boycott and/or retaliate against the other 51 African nations, as well as any U.S. states, that restrict abortion. Specific plans are being kept under wraps, but sources say Disney's potential retaliation may include beaming Beverly Hills Chihuahua into the offending territories on a continuous, indefinite loop.

When asked how Wakanda's futuristic capital city and distinctly African landscape would be able to double for American movie locations, Iger said, "I guess America will just have to look more like Wakanda from now on."

One potential wrinkle for the Left-leaning studio is the fact that Wakanda has an impenetrable border wall-shield-thing designed to keep out foreign invaders as well as illegal immigrants. Iger said he understands Wakanda's policy of exclusivity, adding, "After all, not everyone gets into Disneyland. You have to have a ticket to get in. Anyone is welcome, but you have to go through the process of getting a ticket." When one reporter pointed out that Iger's answer sounded like the conservative argument for legal immigration under the rule of law, Iger insisted that the reporter was "a moronic fascist."

What if the unthinkable happens and Florida also enacts its own "heartbeat" law? That would be problematic since Walt Disney World is located in Florida. Iger responded that Disney would "cross that bridge if we get to it" but that the most likely scenario would entail "dismantling Disney World piece-by-piece and relocating it to the actual happiest place on earth – Wakanda." As for whether Disney would ever open character-themed abortion clinics inside its theme parks, Iger remained coy, but said, "Well, it is the place where dreams come true."

With the Wakanda solution, Disney may have found a place where Minnie Mouse can finally follow her heart and have true freedom of choice.

When pressed about the cost of ramping up production in a secretive African kingdom that has no existing moviemaking infrastructure (which could easily end up being much more expensive than simply shooting in California) Iger said, "You can't put a price tag on abortion freedom. Wakanda Forever and Abortion Forever!"

With the Wakanda solution, Disney may have found a place where Minnie Mouse can finally follow her heart and have true freedom of choice. And that will be welcome relief to traditional families all over the world who keep the Walt Disney Company in business.

*Disclaimer: The preceding story is a parody. Bob Iger did not actually say any of the quotes in the story. Neither is Wakanda an actual nation on planet Earth.

"Journeys of Faith with Paula Faris," is a podcast featuring conversations about how faith has guided newsmakers and celebrities through their best and worst times. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is a much maligned religion so Glenn joined the podcast and took the time to explain what it means to him and how it changed his life.

From his suicidal days and his battle with drugs and alcohol, it was his wife Tania and his faith that saved him. All his ups and downs have given him the gift of empathy and he says he now understands the "cry for mercy" — something he wishes he'd given out more of over the years.

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One of these times I'm going to go on vacation, and I'm just not going to come back. I learn so much on a farm.

You want to know how things work, go spend a summer on a farm. You're having problems with your son or daughter, go spend a summer on a farm.

My son changed. Over two weeks.

Getting him out of bed, getting him to do anything, is like insane. He's a 15-year-old kid. Going all through the normal 15-year-old boy stuff. Getting him on the farm, where he was getting up and actually accomplishing stuff, having to build or mend fences, was amazing. And it changed him.

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Our society does not allow our kids to grow up, ever. I am convinced that our 15-year-olds could be fixing all kinds of stuff. Could be actually really making an impact in a positive way in our society. And what's wrong with our society is, we have gotten away from how things actually work. We're living in this theoretical world. When you're out on a farm, there's no theory here. If it rains, the crops will grow. If it rains too much, the crops won't grow.

If there's no sun, they won't grow. If there's too much sun, they'll shrivel up and die. There's no theory. We were out mending fences. Now, when I say the phrase to you, mending fences, what does that mean? When you think of mending fences, you think of, what?

Coming together. Bringing people together. Repairing arguments.

I've never mended a fence before until I started stringing a fence and I was like, "I ain't doing this anymore! Where is it broken? Can't we just tie a piece of barbed wire together?"

Let's stop talking about building a wall. Because that has all kinds of negative imagery. Mending fences is what we need to do.

That's called mending fences.

And why do you mend fences? So your animals don't get out and start to graze on somebody else's land. When your fence goes down, your cow is now on somebody else's land. And your cow is now eating their food.

We look at the phrase, mending fences as saying, hey. You know, we were both wrong. Mending fences has nothing to do with that.

Mending fences means build a wall. My neighbors and I, we're going to get along fine, as long as my cows don't go and steal their food, or their cows don't come over and steal my cow's food.

We're perfectly neighborly with each other, until one of us needs to mend a fence, because, dude, you got to mend that, because your cows keep coming over and eating my food.

You know what we need to do with Mexico? Mend fences.

Now, that's a phrase. You hear build a wall. That's horrible.

No, no, no. We need to mend fences.

In a farming community, that means putting up an electric fence. That means putting up barbed wire.

So the cows — because the cows will — they'll stick their head through barbed wire. And they'll eat the grass close to the road. Or eat the grass close to the other side of the fence. And they'll get their heads in between those fences. And they can't get out sometimes. Because the grass is always greener on the other side. You look at these damn cows and say turn around, cow — there's plenty of stuff over here.

No. They want the grass on the other side of the fence.

So you mend it.

And if it's really bad, you do what we do. We had to put an electric fence up. Now, imagine putting an electric fence up. That seems pretty radical and expensive.

Does it really work? Does it shock them? What does that feel like to a cow?

The cows hit it once, and then they don't hit it again. They can actually hear the buzz of the electric fence. There's a warning. Don't do it. Don't do it. They hear the current and they hit it once and they're like, "I'm not going to do that again."

So you mend fences, which means, keep your stuff on your side. I like you. We're good neighbors. You keep your stuff on your side and I'll keep my stuff on my side and we'll get together at the town hall and we'll see each other at the grocery store. Because we're good neighbors. But what stops us from fighting is knowing that there is a fence there.

This is my stuff. That's your stuff. But we can still trade and we'll help each other. But let's stop talking about building a wall. Because that has all kinds of negative imagery. Mending fences is what we need to do.

You can have a tough fence. It could be a giant wall. It could be an electric fence. But you need one. And that's how you come together.

The side that's having the problem, mends the fence.