When we were kids, my parents warned me about staying clear of any man who came up to
us and offered us “candy.” When Democrats speak, I have a vision of a black-masked donkey in a raincoat outside the schoolyard, his arms full of treats for us — if only we do what he says. We desperately need to rebuild the “soul of the country,” but that will take faith in God and God’s sound principles for living, not Joe Biden's class warfare.
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