They had their flaws, but the signers of the Declaration of Independence were an extraordinary group of men. From Donald Jeffries at donaldjeffries.substack.com:
Some truths are self-evident
Artwork by Heidi Wurst
As I’ve noted before, I was fascinated by history as a very young boy. And no part of history caught my attention like the founding of this nation. The American Revolution, the War for Independence- call it what you will. The Boston Tea Party. The Minutemen. Paul Revere’s midnight ride. The shot heard around the world.
I know that our Founders weren’t perfect. Thomas Paine, the brilliant writer who produced Common Sense, the pamphlet that helped ignite patriotic fervor in the colonies, wound up hating George Washington, who did indeed seem to have forgotten his invaluable contributions to the movement for independence. Shockingly and inexplicably, the location of most of Paine’s remains are unknown, as I detailed in Crimes and Cover-Ups in American Politics: 1776-1963. Washington’s actions regarding the Whiskey Rebellion besmirch his reputation. He also was unfortunately swayed by the dastardly future Black Broadway star Alexander Hamilton, instead of Hamilton’s ideological foe Thomas Jefferson. This would have a huge negative impact on the future of the young republic.
And then there was Benjamin Franklin, who was a member of the blasphemous Hellfire Club. In the 1990s, some human bones were found in his one-time London home. The court historians were quick to declare that there was nothing sinister about this, and blamed it on a young medical student renting a room from Franklin, who went on to die very young, interestingly enough. But Franklin was an undeniably brilliant man, who discovered electricity among other things. And you have to love someone who said “There is no such thing as a good war or a bad peace.” Not to mention his very clever pickup line, which he used on the fair damsels of eighteenth century Paris, “Would you care to join me in the pursuit of happiness?” That’s way better than “you got any fries to go with that shake?”
Franklin was a legendary fartsman and may be the first czar of flatulence. (historic!)
The Frenchmen farter Francois Poof and Lil’ Freddie Fartoots from Scotland are just fictional characters.
There is a band with the same name of Electric Hellfire Club and yes, it is Satanic.
The backwards message on Iron Maiden says don’t mess with things that you don’t understand or choose wisely.
God is not amused as you abuse Free Will.
I fart in the face of all Bolsheviks, banksters and quislings.
Breaking from Electric Light Orchestra:
Don’t Bring Me Down (Shuffle Girls Remix)