NEWS
Trump offers immigration compromise to end partial shutdown; Dems cool to offer – Adam Shaw
Unscrupulous reporting: BuzzFeed’s ‘Russiagate’ stories were constant source of controversy – RT
America: The new Socialist frontier – Alexander G. Markovosky
IRS Loophole: Millions Of Illegal Aliens Are Getting A Bigger Tax Refund Than You Are – Tim Brown
Is a “Terrorist” Serial-Killer Gang Murdering Young White Men Nationwide? – Selwyn Duke
Surviving Without The Government: What If It Never Came Back? – Off The Grid News
America’s Other Endless War: Battling al-Shabaab in Somalia – Michael M. Phillips
Pompeo the Warmonger Supports Authoritarian Regimes – Brian Cloughley
There is No Plan B: Theresa May to Resubmit Plan A on Monday – Mish
Smithsonian Map Shows US Military Operating In Over 40% Of World’s Countries – Tyler Durden
The Polar Vortex Is Collapsing — Here’s What That Means for Your Winter Weather – Tom Metcalfe
Straw in Wind? Near-Junk Ratings Dominate US Corporate Bonds – Larry Light
Russia Smashes Own Gold Purchase Record in 2018 as De-Dollarization Accelerates (VIDEO) – Smaulgld
Anderson Cooper Caught Spreading Fake Information & Lying About Vaccines Live On CNN – Arjun Walia
12 Reasons Why Even Low Levels of Glyphosate Are Unsafe – Zen Honeycutt
Know What NFPA Hazard Signs Mean – Salty
VERSE FOR THE DAY
Proverbs 10:16 The labour of the righteous tendeth to life: the fruit of the wicked to sin.
To his wife and family
After serving in the conflict overseas.
And the time that he served,
Had shattered all his nerves,
And left a little shrapnel in his knee.
But the morphine eased the pain,
And the grass grew round his brain,
And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back.
There’s a hole in daddy’s arm where all the money goes,
Jesus Christ died for nothin’ I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don’t stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
Sam Stone’s welcome home
Didn’t last too long.
He went to work when he’d spent his last dime
And Sammy took to stealing
When he got that empty feeling
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
And the gold rolled through his veins
Like a thousand railroad trains,
And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
While the kids ran around wearin’ other peoples’ clothes…
Sam Stone was alone
When he popped his last balloon
Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
Well, he played his last request
While the room smelled just like death
With an overdose hovering in the air
But life had lost its fun
And there was nothing to be done
But trade his house that he bought on the G. I. Bill
