I was sitting in the dark, in the shadow of the Great Stone-Wall of Obama.
Over years, the wall had grown to encompass the Washington beltway. It grew in height, eclipsing even the spire of the Washington Monument. It was guarded by the three branches of government. Any who tried to breach the wall were simply crushed, by whatever means necessary.
Suddenly, I felt a low rumble, like an earthquake. The wall shook. A crack began to appear in the wall.
It sounds like … hope. It looks like rays of light streaming through the cracks.
What makes a tipping point?
We’ve known all along about the Benghazi cover-up because no one has been willing to tell us the whole story. Not only that, they made up a story to deflect from the actual events!
I’m sure they (MSM, State, Amb. Rice, the Administration) were just protecting the President so he could get along with the business of fundamentally changing America into this neo-socialist utopia. I’m sure they were just protecting Hillary so she could follow up.
But the fact remains that Obama and Hillary were willing to let dozens of people be killed by terrorists that night in Benghazi – even their own ambassador – rather than risk political exposure.
Any dog would do more to save its master than Obama and Hillary did to save Americans in Benghazi.
When people become expendable for political purpose, a line has been crossed. That is why Benghazi matters.
Richard Nixon faced impeachment for Watergate. Bill Clinton was impeached for lying to a grand jury. In neither of these cases were people killed.
But brave and innocent people were killed in Benghazi.
People died – Obama lied.
At the very least, this behavior is itself impeachable. The American People have a right to know the character of their leaders.
So today, I am thankful that, after all this time, we may finally be on the path to learning the whole truth of Benghazi.
From here, I commend and thank the great Hugh Hewitt, who has been asking the hard questions all along, not happy with the answers, and pointing the way forward:
Nay, indeed, if you had your eyes, you might fail of
the knowing me: it is a wise father that knows his
own child. Well, old man, I will tell you news of
your son: give me your blessing: truth will come
to light; murder cannot be hid long; a man’s son
may, but at the length truth will out.
LAUNCELOT: From Shakespeare’s The Merchant of Venice, 1596