Head-ON With Robyn Roxanne Kincaid

Titanic Tuesday! The Madness of King Don, Part OG; Melanoma has her way with NatSec staffer; Deity fakes out Dems; Skinhead blatherskate calls for cop-killing.

Trump disgraces America, spits on the memories of those who gave "the last full measure of devotion"

The celebration of Armistice, the one hundred year anniversary. Today's program acknowledges and celebrates our veteran's and their service. We also explored the hidden costs of corporations upon the slave trade and the dangers of making them a sentient entity in the eyes if the law. History has the capacity to show the Commons we're worth far more than what For-Profit Corporations give us credit for.

Friday on the Front Porch. What's the remedy to Hot Tub Whitaker? Is impeachment a viable option?  

A meditation on the Borderline Massacre. The NRA owns this one (as if they didn't own ALL of them). Deconstructing Julius Geezer's WWE Steel Cage Death Match; Also: Matt Whitakker: if the people of Iowa (some of whom send Steve "Cataloupes" King to Congress) chose the hog-deballer over him, what does that say about him?

Coming to terms with the outcome of the mid-terms.

Benjamin Rush's 1786 document, "The Mode of Education Proper in a Republic" was the topic for today's program. Take a look a The Virtual Center for Study of the Constitution and Civic Responsibility's post, dated 11-05-2018 on Facebook and you'll have an idea of what education and Religion has in common. We are the builders of the future and the education of our young will tell the tale of how we're doing.

An Election Night on the Front Porch. 

Moran Monday! Third-way guy wants Dems to stop being so gosh-darned Dem; two more victories for the National Ruble Association; pre-election stress is a thing; white Georgia woman says some people just too dumb to vote; Trump aggrieved because he can't talk about how beautiful Dear, Dear Ivanka is. 

Hannity totes the water; Pirro drinks the Flavor-Aid; more right-wing anti-Semitism, this time in NY; what passes for humor among the dog-whistle crowd; waiting for the other shoe to drop; Chips! It's the chips!