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xtruss · 3 years

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The Forgotten Tale of the Confederate Spies Who Invaded Vermont

In 1864, Southern soldiers plotted to take tiny St. Albans, rob its banks, and change the course of the Civil War.

— By Michael Tougias | July 16, 2021 | Boston Globe Magazine

Captives, including students from St. Albans Academy, under guard by Confederate raiders. FROM THE VERMONT HISTORICAL SOCIETY

ON OCTOBER 10, 1864, Bennett Young stepped off the train from Canada, and into the train depot at St. Albans, Vermont, 15 miles south of the border. Young, a handsome, clean-shaven 21-year-old divinity student, took a room at the Tremont House on Main Street and spent the next few days familiarizing himself with the town. But Young was not what he seemed. He was a native of Kentucky, not Canada, and a Confederate officer recently escaped from a prisoner-of-war camp. He was here in this bustling railroad center of about 4,000 residents to change the course of the war.

It had been fewer than five days since Young received a message from C.C. Clay Jr., a former US senator from Alabama. Clay, sent to Canada in 1864 by Confederate President Jefferson Davis to build a network of secret agents, had written: “Your suggestion for a raid upon the most accessible towns in Vermont, commencing with St. Albans, is approved, and you are authorized and required to act in conformity with that suggestion.”

Davis himself had approved the bold series of raids. The South was clearly losing the Civil War. Atlanta had fallen to General William T. Sherman a month earlier. General Ulysses S. Grant’s forces were hounding Robert E. Lee’s Army of Virginia. The port of Mobile, Alabama, had been blockaded by Rear Admiral David Farragut. The hope was that several dramatic raids from Canada into the North would at the least force Union troops north to defend the border, easing pressure on Lee. If Union troops chased the raiders into Canada, it might help draw neutral Canada and Great Britain into the war on the side of the Confederates. And if things went really well, it might demoralize Northern voters so much that they would elect a Democrat as president instead of the Republican incumbent, Abraham Lincoln. Plus, the Confederacy needed cash.

Over the next nine days, some 20 more men from Canada arrived in groups of twos and threes. Like Young, they were also Confederate soldiers posing as Canadian civilians in St. Albans for business or relaxation. These men, only two of whom were older than 30, made polite inquiries about horses they could rent and guns they could borrow for a bit of hunting. Some took day trips to nearby towns, to play out the ruse and scout other targets to raid. Others wandered into the town’s banks, striking up conversations with the locals or inquiring about the price of gold. Their real interest was determining how many employees each bank had. Some occasionally met with Young clandestinely at his hotel, to share information and discuss the outlines of their mission.

Young, meanwhile, played his part with flair. He courted a woman staying at his hotel, impressed the villagers with his conspicuous Bible reading, and visited the home of the governor of Vermont, railroad magnate J. Gregory Smith. Smith was in Montpelier at the time, so his wife, Ann Eliza Smith, showed Young around the grounds. She thought Young “a nice mannered man,” not realizing he intended to burn the mansion down as retribution for the burning of Southern governors’ mansions.

Young had determined two potential escape routes for the bold plan, which would turn out to be the northernmost action of the Civil War. But he also saw a threat: Just a couple of blocks west of Main Street was a busy railway station and foundry, employing dozens of men who might leap into action. Still, he was confident — the raiders were going to need 30 minutes, at most, to rob several banks, torch the town with bottles of an incendiary liquid called Greek fire, and run. In the commotion, Young hoped to also set fire to the governor’s mansion, then raid Swanton, another town, on the way back to Canada.

He fixed Wednesday, October 19, as the day of the attack.

A Confederate raider shoots at E.J. Morrison outside Miss Beattie’s Millinery on Main Street in St. Albans.FROM THE VERMONT HISTORICAL SOCIETY

AT 3 P.M. ON THE 19th, St. Albans’ church bells rang to mark the hour. Under leaden skies that threatened rain, Young strolled down Main Street, then climbed a couple of steps onto a hotel porch. Reaching inside his coat, he pulled out his Navy Colt revolver and raised it over his head. “I’m an officer of the Confederate Service,” he shouted. “I am going to take this town and shoot the first person that resists!”

At first, St. Albans residents within earshot thought Young was joking. They stared at him until he pointed his gun at them and other raiders herded them onto the village green. Other Confederates went to get horses, and three groups of them headed to the town’s banks: Franklin County Bank on Main Street, St. Albans Bank at the corner of Main and Kingman, and the First National Bank on Fairfield. They were barely more than a block apart, all near the town common.

Young climbed on a horse and trotted up and down Main Street, overseeing the roundup of prisoners and monitoring his men’s assault on the banks. He knew his two revolvers had only six shots each, and would be difficult to reload while on horseback. So whenever he saw someone emerge from a building, he’d point his gun at them and tell them to get back inside, intimidating them before they made trouble.

Collins Huntington, though, on his way to pick up his children from school, ignored Young’s threats, thinking he was drunk. Young leveled his revolver and shot at him, inflicting a glancing wound along Huntington’s rib cage.

Inside the Franklin County Bank, a cashier saw a neatly dressed man named William Hutchinson approach the counter. Assuming Hutchinson was a customer, the cashier, Marcus Beardsley, asked how he could help. Hutchinson pulled a revolver from his coat. “We are Confederate soldiers,” he said. “We have come to rob your banks and burn your town. There are a hundred of us here. You must keep quiet and hand over all your money.”

A customer nearby made a run for the door but stopped when the raiders threatened to shoot. Two raiders pushed him into the vault, then began filling their haversacks with bills. Hutchinson, meanwhile, told Beardsley to give him the money from the counter, then locked Beardsley in the vault, too. The four raiders left the bank with approximately $70,000, the equivalent of about $1.2 million today.

Down the street in the St. Albans Bank, Cyrus Bishop stood, terrified, as raiders on either side of him pointed revolvers at his head. “If you make any resistance or give any further alarm, we’ll blow your brains out,” one told him. One of the raiders pointed his pistol at an assistant cashier and told him, “Not a word out of you. We are Confederate soldiers, we have come to take your town, we shall have your money.”

Then the raiders took the time to do something unexpected: They made Bishop and the assistant cashier swear allegiance to the Confederate States of America. While three more raiders entered the bank and stuffed as much money as they could fit in their pockets and satchels, one of the Confederates guarding the two bank employees lectured them on the destruction of the South by Generals Sheridan and Sherman.

The cashier was having none of it. He said if the robbery was an act of war, he should be allowed to take an inventory so that the bank could be reimbursed by the federal government. “Damn your government, hold up your hands,” hissed the raider.

At that point, someone knocked on the bank’s front door, which the rebels had locked behind them. One of the raiders opened it. In walked Samuel Breck, a merchant looking to make a deposit. A rebel grabbed him by the collar with one hand, pressed a revolver to his head with the other, and said, “I take deposits.” He took $393 from Breck and shoved him in the room with the two bank employees.

Suddenly, the sounds of gunfire erupted outside the bank, and three of the raiders ran out. The last two raiders left the bank more slowly, walking backward with their guns raised. They had been in St. Albans Bank for 12 minutes.

Inside the St. Albans Bank, a clerk is threatened at gunpoint by a group of Confederate raiders. FROM THE VERMONT HISTORICAL SOCIETY

YOUNG DIDN’T KNOW where the shots were coming from. There was at least one St. Albans local, possibly more, firing at his raiders from buildings on Main Street. No one had been hit, but Young hadn’t planned for armed resistance.

He had already fired his revolvers three times — at Collins Huntington; at stable owner Sylvester Field, who’d objected to the theft of his horses (the ball passed through Field’s hat); and at Leonard Bingham, a local who had tried to charge him when Young was climbing onto a horse. Young had hit Bingham, but the ball had been stopped by Bingham’s heavy silver watch, and Bingham had escaped. Young had only nine bullets left, but he was going to have to do something to regain control of a situation that was spiraling out of control.

Leonard Cross heard the commotion and stepped out of his photography studio. “What are you trying to celebrate here?” he asked Young.

“I’ll let you know,” Young said, and shot at Cross, barely missing his head. Eight bullets left.

It was time, he thought, to start setting the town on fire. His raiders began throwing their bottles of Greek fire at buildings.

An old editorial illustration depicts William H. Blaisdell of St. Albans accost a raider outside of the First National Bank as another Confederate raced toward them. Blaisdell, like others that day, was taken at gunpoint into what today is Taylor Park. The First National sat at the southeast corner of Main and Fairfield streets, across the street from what is now Taylor Park. CREDIT: VERMONT HISTORICAL SOCIETY (these images originally appeared in Frank Leslie's magazine)

Over at the First National Bank, the third group of robbers had gathered $58,000 (nearly $1 million in current dollars). The four of them left the bank, escorting an employee toward the common, where they were going to put him with the other captives. As they were leaving, they saw a local business owner, William Blaisdell, approaching the bank. Blaisdell quickly realized what was happening and grabbed a raider, throwing him down onto the boardwalk. But other raiders pointed their pistols at Blaisdell’s head, forcing him to surrender.

Buildings should have been burning by now, Young must have realized. But they weren’t — the bottles of Greek fire had hit their targets, but they merely smoldered. Nothing was burning.

More townspeople had realized St. Albans was under attack. Nearby, at the governor’s residence, a neighbor’s servant girl rushed in to tell Vermont’s first lady, Ann Smith: “The rebels are in town, robbing the banks, burning the houses and killing the people,” the girl exclaimed. “They are on their way up the hill, intending to burn your house.”

Smith and a Scottish servant girl sprung into action, calmly closing the blinds and shades of the house and bolting the doors. Then, Smith found one of her husband’s pistols. It wasn’t loaded, but she hoped the raiders wouldn’t realize that. She carried the gun to the front steps, to stand and wait. She wished she had raised an American flag, so if they went down it would be with colors flying.

The Confederate raiders set fire to the bridge over Sheldon Creek, but it did not fully burn. FROM THE VERMONT HISTORICAL SOCIETY

BACK IN THE CENTER of town, Erasmus Fuller, a livery owner, grabbed an old six-shooter, pointed it at one of the raiders, and pulled the trigger. Click. Young burst out laughing. “Fetch me some spurs!” he yelled.

Fuller had other ideas. He ducked into Bedard’s Harness Shop and ran to the back door. He started shouting that the town was being attacked, hoping the men who were building a large hotel nearby would come and help him. E.J. Morrison, a Manchester, New Hampshire, man overseeing the hotel’s construction, heard Fuller’s shouts and ran to the stable owner.

Fuller, with Morrison now trailing behind, returned to Main Street. He saw Young, lifted his pistol again, and took aim.

“Look out Cap’n!” shouted one of the raiders. Then he and Young both fired at Fuller. Fuller ducked behind an elm tree, evading their shots.

Not so Morrison, who dropped to the ground, mortally wounded. He would be the raid’s sole fatality, leaving behind a widow and five children. (What the raiders didn’t know is that he was also likely the only man in town sympathetic to the Confederate cause.)

George Conger had heard the gunshots and come running. Young saw him, and asked, “Are you a soldier?”

“I am,” Conger replied. He had been a captain in the Union Army and had been wounded at the Second Battle of Bull Run.

“Then you are my prisoner,” Young said. But Conger dashed into the American House hotel, next to the Franklin County Bank, ran through the back and then down Lake Street toward the foundry, yelling, “There is a regular raid on St. Albans. Bring out your guns and fight!” Workers at the foundry and at the railroad grabbed weapons and followed Conger back to the center of town.

Young realized his plot was quickly unraveling. He began to move his men north, shouting, “Keep cool boys, keep cool!”

An old editorial illustration depicts cashier Marcas W. Beardsley and Jackson Clark, a woodsawyer who happened to be in the Franklin County Bank, being freed from the vault where they had been imprisoned, even though Beardsley had pleaded with the robbers explaining it was airtight. The men, who understood the Confederates planned to burn the town, feared for their lives either by suffocation or fire. J. Russell Armington and Dana R. Bailey heard their shouts and came to their rescue, however. CREDIT: VERMONT HISTORICAL SOCIETY (these images originally appeared in Frank Leslie's magazine)

Conger, gun in hand, tried to shoot at the raiders, but his gun would not fire. The Confederates started firing on him and yelling the rebel yell, but this riled up their horses, which were not used to battle. Over the din, Young was hollering, “There is too great a crowd gathering round here!” He knew they had to get out of town, and quickly.

Spurring his horse around those of his men, he told them to throw their remaining bottles of Greek fire at the closest buildings. Again, they failed to ignite. It was time to go. Once Young was sure his men were all accounted for, they were off at a gallop, occasionally turning to fire pistols behind them.

Conger shouted to all those nearby, “Bring on your horses, men, and arms and we will follow them. If you can’t get arms there is no use, they are going to fight hard!”

On the steps of the governor’s residence, Ann Smith saw a man galloping to her. The hour has come, she thought, the invaders have arrived. But the man on horseback turned out to be her brother-in-law, Stewart Stranahan, who was home on sick leave from the Army of the Potomac. Stranahan told her the raiders had robbed the banks and killed a man, but failed to set St. Albans ablaze. He had come for any weapons he could scrounge.

“Here, take this pistol, it is all I have yet found,” Smith said, feeling rage build inside her. “And, Stewart,” she added, “if you come up with them, kill them! Kill them!”

Soon, Conger and a posse of some 50 men were in pursuit of the raiders, followed quickly by 40 more men led by Stranahan. The Confederate party split up before it reached Canada, to increase the odds of escape. Conger’s militia reached the border and kept going, joining with some Canadian constables. They were able to capture about 13 raiders, including Young, and some of the $208,000 ($3.5 million in today’s money) that was later determined missing.

THE PLAN OF THE St. Albans group was to bring their prisoners back to town to face charges of murder. But as they neared the border, more Canadian authorities arrived at the scene and demanded charge of the rebels. Conger reluctantly agreed. The prisoners were first brought to St. Johns and then transferred to Montreal on October 27. The raiders were well received by a contingent of Canadian Confederate sympathizers, cheered as they were brought to jail.

They gave Young and his men food, clothing, and even liquor. Some of Montreal’s finer restaurants sent over meals and scores of citizens visited them at the jail, where they had been given a large room rather than cells. A relaxed Young wrote to the St. Albans Messenger requesting two copies of the paper be delivered each day. “Your editorials are quite interesting and will furnish considerable amusement to myself and comrades,” he wrote.

Young’s taunting infuriated many Vermonters, and for a short period of time it appeared that the Confederates might succeed in dragging Canada into the war against the Union. The St. Albans Messenger editorial page stated that if the prisoners were not handed over, “The sooner we declare war on our neighbors to the north, the better.” Lincoln’s secretary of war, Edwin Stanton, later called the St. Albans Raid “one of the most important events of the war,” with the potential to draw both Canada and Britain into hostilities.

But over the next few months, a series of contentious court proceedings went against extradition, as Canadian judges ruled that the raid was an act of war, not murder and robbery. All the raiders were eventually freed.

Some of the Confederates in jail in Montreal. Bennett Young is seated at right, William Hutchinson is at left. FROM THE VERMONT HISTORICAL SOCIETY

But Bennett Young’s gambit had failed. Perhaps if the Greek fire had worked and more damage had been done, it would have enraged Vermonters more. Or if there had been follow-up raids on Swanton or other towns. But the St. Albans citizens had forced them to abandon those plans. No Union troops were diverted to the border, Canada and Great Britain did not enter the war, Lincoln was reelected, Sherman reached the sea in late December 1864, and on April 9, 1865, Lee surrendered at Appomattox Court House. The Canadian government even reimbursed the Vermont banks for the amount of money it found on the raiders, approximately $88,000. The other $120,000 was not accounted for.

After the war, Young was specifically excluded from an amnesty for Confederates. He fled to the United Kingdom, where he studied law. He returned to the United States after a full amnesty was granted in1868, becoming a successful lawyer in Louisville, Kentucky, and was regularly applauded at Confederate reunions and parades.

In 1911, when he was 68, Young took his wife on vacation to Montreal. He contacted the people of St. Albans, saying he would like to meet with them. The town sent a four-man delegation to the Ritz-Carlton, where he was staying. Young put on a Confederate uniform for the session, and told his visitors that “the raid was only the reckless escapade of a flaming youth of 21 years, steeped in patriotism for the South.” Perhaps it was something like an apology. The get-together was friendly and lasted well into the night.

— Michael Tougias is the author of more than 30 books for adults, most recently “The Waters Between Us,” and five for middle readers. He is currently working on a book about the St. Albans Raid. Send comments to [email protected]. In addition to reporting and eyewitness accounts from the St. Albans Messenger and other periodicals, significant sources for this story include materials from the St. Albans Historical Society and The St. Albans Raid, Complete and Authentic Report by L.N. Benjamin.

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rj-anderson · 4 years

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It’s another entry in #mybookalphabet! Today’s was a tricky one, as I don’t have many character names or story elements that begin with this letter. But then I remembered Orien, the well-respected governor of Tarreton College, whose untimely death kicks off the plot of A POCKET FULL OF MURDER. . At the beginning of POCKET, Master Orien, the governor of the prestigious Tarreton College, has just offered Isaveth’s hard-working but unemployed Papa a job that could save him and his four daughters from destitution. All seems well until the Lawkeepers turn up at the door, and arrest Urias Breck as the prime suspect in Orien’s murder. . Isaveth knows her father has no motive to kill Master Orien — in fact the opposite — but nobody else seems to believe that he didn’t do it. So she sets out to find the real murderer before it’s too late. In the excerpt I’ve included, she disguises herself as a maid at Tarreton College so she can investigate the scene of the crime, and also get a chance to talk to Orien’s proud and rather prickly secretary about who else visited the Master that day and what really happened. . In many of the Golden Age mystery novels that inspired POCKET and its sequel, the murder victim is a deeply unpleasant person who seems to have earned his or her grisly fate. But real life is seldom so neat or satisfying, and I wanted to explore the impact of a good man’s death on the people left to mourn him — including a couple of characters who turn out to have been somewhat closer to Orien than my heroine Isaveth ever guessed… . If you enjoy reading mysteries, which case or detective have you found the most memorable, and why? . . . #uncommonmagic #apocketfullofmurder #middlegrade #middlegradebooks #middlegradereads #middlegradefiction #middlegradefantasy #middlegrademystery #middlegradelit #mglit #bookstagram #books #booknerd #booklover #bookstagrammer #bookworm #bookwormlife https://www.instagram.com/p/B_V9QxIgC0d/?igshid=1oi6mded1b0bk

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the-paintrist · 6 years

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James Carroll Beckwith - Portrait of John Leslie Breck - 1891

James Carroll Beckwith (September 23, 1852 – October 24, 1917) was an American landscape, portrait and genre painter whose Naturalist style led to his recognition in the late nineteenth and very early twentieth century as a respected figure in American art.

John Leslie Breck (1859 - 1899) was an American artist who died at the age of 39. During his short life he painted a number of notable works, and is credited with introducing Impressionism to the United States with a show in Boston in 1890.

Breck was born off Hong Kong at sea in 1860, the son of a US Naval Officer. Returning to the United States, he grew up in Newton, Massachusetts, where he attended the Governor’s Academy for a year before matriculating from St. Mark's School in 1877. Following his graduation, the young artist studied painting at the Royal Munich Academy. Breck returned to Boston in 1882 and spent the next part of his career painting in New England.

In 1886, John Leslie Breck returned to Europe to study in Paris at the Académie Julian. While at school, Breck established many connections that would impact his artistic style. He studied under Gustave Boulanger and Jules-Joseph Lefebvre, and also met a handful of fellow American artists studying abroad. In 1887 Breck, along with fellow American artists Willard Metcalf and Theodore Robinson, traveled to Giverny, France, home of the impressionist master Claude Monet, where he was befriended by Claude Monet. Breck introduced impressionism to the United States in 1890.

Breck by then had already absorbed both the formal aspects of Dutch Mastery. At Giverny he learned and adopted the impressionist style and techniques of Claude Monet.

Despite some success exhibiting in the Salon in 1888 and 1889, Breck left Paris after breaking with Monet’s stepdaughter, Blanche Hoschédé-Monet.

Upon his return to Boston in 1890 he exhibited at the St. Botolph Club in 1890. At that show, and with his remaining paintings of the period, one can note that the atmospheric perspective and vibrant colors of his landscapes of Massachusetts, Giverny, and Venice demonstrate not only his great talent as a landscape artist but his integration into the great artistic movement of impressionism. There is a notable 1891 portrait of Breck in France by his friend James Carroll Beckwith on permanent exhibition at the National Gallery of Art, in Washington, D.C.

He died in 1899, reported as death by gas poisoning, and is interred in Forest Hills Cemetery in Boston. His works remain in a number of American museums and private collections.

The John Leslie Breck fund, a legacy of the artist's estate, at St. Marks School of Southborough continues to support the fine arts there.

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ladyherenya · 7 years

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Books read in October

This month included a short children’s novel, two novellas, a short story collection I’d already read some of, another short story collection I only read some of, and a novel I abandoned. Which may mean less reading than this looks like. On the other hand, I read at least two of these books twice...

I’ve asterisked my favourites.

(My longer reviews and ratings are on LibraryThing. And also my Dreamwidth blog.)

Notebooks of a Middle-School Princess: Royal Crush by Meg Cabot: The third in the series. I like Olivia and enjoy seeing Mia’s family through someone else’s eyes, but have little patience for Olivia’s middle-school social dramas… which leads me to conclude that I am not the right audience for this book.

Penric and Desdemona, novellas in the World of the Five Gods by Lois McMaster Bujold (narrated by Grover Gardner):

* Penric’s Mission: My favourite of these. Penric arrives in Cedonia with a message for General Arisaydia, but before he can deliver it, he is arrested and thrown into a bottle dungeon. Meanwhile Arisaydia has been also arrested, albeit under rather different conditions to Pen, and Nikys, his widowed sister, tries to rescue him. This is a gripping, high-stakes adventure with excellent character dynamics. I was initially surprised by how much time has passed since Penric and the Shaman, but then really liked how this story fills in some of the gaps.

Mira’s Last Dance: follows directly on from Penric’s Mission but is rather different in tone and setting. Penric and his companions try to escape Cedonia and Pen assumes an unusual - and unexpected - cover identity.I’d become fond of Desdemona, but this is a reminder that she's a conglomerate of personalities and her relationship with Pen is not simple. I found this a little confronting - which may be the point, since one of the characters shared my reaction. The shortest of the Penric novellas, this feels like a TV episode. The immediate problems are resolved but I want to know what happens next!

* The Summer Before the War by Helen Simonson: In the summer of 1914, medical-student Hugh and his cousin Daniel became caught up in their aunt Agatha’s latest project: appointing a woman as the Latin teacher at the local school. Then war is declared, interrupting the tea parties but not all the small-town politics. This is a tightly-focused exploration of social politics, prejudice and and consequences of breaking with convention. The story pulled me in and then broke my heart. I fell in love with the characters, especially Agatha and Beatrice, with their passions for change, for education, for helping others, and their very human limitations.

Mary Russell’s War and other stories of suspense by Laurie R. King: A collection of short stories about Russell and Holmes. I had already read two of these (“Beekeeping for Beginners” and “The Marriage of Mary Russell”). Out of others, my favourites were “Mary Russell’s War”, which contains the diary Russell keeps during the first year of WWI up until her meeting with Holmes; “Mrs Hudson’s Case”, a story about a case Holmes doesn’t solve in 1918; and “Stately Holmes”, which takes place after the most recent Mary Russell novel, about Russell and Holmes spending Christmas at Justice Hall.

First & Then by Emma Mills: A story about high school, (American) football, rereading Jane Austen, embracing change and making new friends. As Devon enters her senior year, she’s uninspired about writing college applications, unimpressed about having to do PE with a bunch of freshmen, uncertain about having her 14 year old cousin Foster come to stay, and holding onto unrequited feelings for her best friend. This is a hopeful, deftly handled story. I really enjoyed this.

Scarlett Epstein Hates It Here by Anna Breslaw: I breezed through this and enjoyed Scarlett's snarky narration. But in hindsight, although I liked some of its ideas and the subplot about her eccentric elderly neighbour, the way everything came together is rather unsatisfying. As was the way it handles fanfiction. Scarlett, mourning the cancellation of her favourite TV show, populates her next fanfiction with fictionalised versions of her classmates, sort of like a 21st Harriet the Spy… and thoughtlessly uses people's full names. Aarghhhhh! At least try to be subtle? Basically, I wanted this to be a cross between Fangirl and Miss Buncle's Book, and it is not.

Exit, Pursued by a Bear by E. K. Johston: A loose retelling of Shakespeare's A Winter's Tale. Hermione Winters, co-captain of her small-town high school cheerleading team, is drugged and raped at summer cheer camp. For a book about a traumatic event and its aftermath, this is realistically hopeful. Hermione's family, friends and teachers are (with some exceptions) incredibly supportive. Given that there are many darker stories about coping with trauma, it was refreshing to read something which suggests that lacking support isn't inevitable. My favourite part was Hermione's long-standing friendship with her co-captain, Polly. I also really liked how the title fitted the story.

Jackaby by William Ritter: When Abigail Rook arrives in New England in the winter of 1892 the only job she can find is as an assistant to Jackaby, a private detective whose speciality is “unexplained phenomena”. Soon after, she is following along to the scene of a murder. This is a solid historical urban fantasy murder mystery, interesting and unexpected. And although I enjoyed it, it was very easy to put down. I suspect it would have grabbed me more if Abigail had grown more as a character throughout the story, or if the stakes had felt higher for her personally.

* The Girl of Ink & Stars (US title: The Cartographer’s Daughter) by Kiran Millwood Hargrave (narrated by Victoria Fox): Isabella’s father is a mapmaker, but since the governor closed the ports, he has been stuck on the island of Joya. After Isabella argues with Lupe, her best friend and the governor’s sheltered daughter, Lupe disappears into the island’s Forgotten Territories. Isabella, with her father’s star charts and her mother’s map, has to lead the search party to find her. But the island has bigger problems... The atmospheric mystery of the first part was stronger than the fast-paced action of the second part but it continues to be a gorgeously written, poignant coming-of-age story about friendship and legends.

London Celebrities by Lucy Parker: These contemporary romances contained two of my favourite things in stories: “a strong sense of place” and “references to other stories”. They also reminded me that I like stories about the theatre.

Act Like It: Lainie’s male co-stars are talented actors, but she has a low opinion of them as people. When Richard’s public image threatens to affect ticket sales, Lainie is asked to be seen with him in public, generating positive publicity through rumours they’re together. This is a lot of fun and hooked me from the opening paragraph. I enjoyed the very British vibe and vocab, and the banter. I like that Lainie calls Richard out about his behaviour and that he listens. I like how their relationship develops, and how it is based around being able to be honest with each other and support each other.

Pretty Face: More romance-y than I’d personally prefer, but this bothered me less than it would in a different book. It’s an interesting look at the impact of media attention. The dialogue is very funny. I like Luc and Lily's hesitation, their awareness of the personal and professional quagmire of pursuing a relationship, their ability to be honest with each other and how much they care about each other's emotional wellbeing. And this just includes a lot of things I really like! Like references to Ngaio Marsh's mysteries, references to other stories and a brief detour to an Oxford library…

A Pocket Full of Murder by R.J. Anderson (narrated by Janine Cooper-Marshall): A mystery about politics, power, poverty and religious prejudice set in a city powered by magic spells. In the Breck household there isn't enough money to buy meat, let alone much-needed new shoes for 12 year old Isaveth and her sisters. But when their father is accused of murder, circumstances become even more desperate. Isaveth takes inspiration from her favourite heroine and sets out to prove his innocence, with the help of her new friend, an eccentric street boy. I enjoyed this, and became steadily more engrossed as the story progressed.

“Nocturne” by Sharon Shinn in Angels of Darkness: I've no plans of reading Shinn’s Samaria series but I like her short stories, so I borrowed this to read the Samaria story “Nocturne”. Moriah, a school cook, discovers a blinded angel is secretly living in the headmistress’s tower. As she pesters the angel out of his despondency, her own secrets are revealed. I enjoyed Moriah’s curiosity and her feistiness, and I liked how this is a story about learning to deal with disability. Also, flying! I flicked through the other stories in this anthology and confirmed that I'm not interested in any of them.

All The Crooked Saints by Maggie Stiefvater: Unusual and seems highly original. I like the characters introduced in the first chapter. I appreciate the writing style - well, I appreciate a lot of the sentences. But I didn’t appreciate the narrative’s tendency to go off on tangents, particularly about minor characters who I don’t yet care about. I got to page 100 (out of 311) and thought Why am I reading this when I could be reading an Angela Thirkell novel? Unless I’m suddenly beset by curiosity about how this ends, I’m not going to give it another go.

Northbridge Rectory (1941) by Angela Thirkell: This is Thirkell at her strongest, even if the wartime setting doesn’t lend itself to the same blithe humour of her earlier novels. It has a strong sense of place and atmosphere, nuanced characterisation, surprising developments, and in spite of ostensibly being plotless, is tightly focused. The story revolves around the Northbridge Rectory, particularly the rector’s wife, Mrs Villars, but it is also about Mrs Turner and her nieces, and Miss Pemberton and her lodger. I enjoyed Mrs Villar’s observations, appreciated her self-aware commentary on her mixed reactions to being idolised by a young officer, and kept bookmarking quotes I liked.

#Herenya reviews books #Angela Thirkell #Meg Cabot #Lois McMaster Bujold #the World of the Five Gods #Maggie Stiefvater #Sharon Shinn #R.J. Anderson #Kiran Millwood Hargrave #Emma Mills #E. K. Johston #Laurie R. King #Mary Russell #Helen Simonson #Lucy Parker

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Conquest of the Planet of the Apes. 1972. Director. J. Lee Thompson.

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Molly Ivins: Letters to The Nation - Molly Ivins & Richard Lingeman

Molly Ivins: Letters to The Nation Molly Ivins & Richard Lingeman Genre: Humor Price: $9.99 Publish Date: June 14, 2013 Publisher: The Nation Co, LLP Seller: The Nation Co, LLP Writing in her native “Texlish,” Molly Ivins planted herself squarely in the tradition of plain-spoken and earthy American humor, the big river that runs from Mark Twain straight through to Will Rogers, Ring Lardner and George Carlin. Between 1982 and 2007, Ivins contributed seventeen consistently sharp and funny articles to The Nation, starting with what might be described as her “Letters From Texas,” in which she discussed political developments in the Lone Star State, whose zany politics were full of exotic people dubbed “The Gibber,” “The Breck Girl” and “Governor Goodhair.” Despite their humor, however, Ivins’s pieces always delivered trenchant political commentary. And she could also write highly accomplished and fascinating cultural essays and book reviews (such as “Ezra Pound in East Texas,” included in this eBook). http://dlvr.it/R0x1ZW

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Rush Limbaugh -> My Advice to Judge Moore: Hire Hillary

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Nov 10, 2017

RUSH: You know, these political sex scandals, they’re fascinating, folks. When the Democrats have one, you need to produce semen, you need the blue dress, you need transcripts of sexting, you need photos of people sneaking into hotel rooms, like John Edwards. But when the 40-year-old childhood memories of a wacky woman and the Washington Post allege something about a Republican, all hell breaks loose.

JOHNNY DONOVAN: And now, from sunny south Florida, it’s Open Line Friday!

RUSH: Where’s the semen-stained blue dress? I mean, do you hear what Senator McCain is saying? Senator McCain is saying, “He’s gotta quit simply because of the allegations.” When did that happen? Meanwhile, the Democrats circle the wagons around their perverts, do everything they can to protect ’em, and the Republicans can’t wait to throw ’em all overboard.

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RUSH: How many of you remember the advice that I gave to Harvey Weinstein? Mr. Snerdley got it without even having to pause. But Mr. Snerdley has the rest of you at a disadvantage. He is here each day and has to listen in order to screen calls that might be relevant to that which we are discussing. That’s exactly right. Judge Moore, same advice I gave Harvey Weinstein: Hire the best. Somebody who has proven that they can get people off.

Ahem, let me try that again. Judge Moore, you need — (laughing) — excuse me, folks. Ahem. Judge Moore, you need to hire somebody who has proven that they can make sure the charges don’t stick. Let me try that again. Judge Moore, you need to go out and you need to hire somebody who has a proven ability to destroy the women and the media coming forward with the allegations. And there is one person that stands above everybody in this regard. Their name is Hillary Clinton.

She not only kept the governor of Arkansas in office, she kept the president of the United States in office. She ran the bimbo eruptions operation. Any time any woman came forward and alleged sexual improprieties, sexual harassment, rape, what have you, against her own husband, she led the team that destroyed those women. And there still to this day is nobody better. And she’s available. I don’t know if you could afford her. (laughing) And I don’t know that she would take the case.

Because the simple fact of the matter is, the Republican Party wants this guy gone. But he’s not gonna leave. He says he’s not gonna leave, and he says the charges are false. I refuse to stand down. He says I refuse to give up. There’s a story in The Politico today: “Republicans Might Be Stuck with Roy Moore — The besieged Alabama Senate candidate owes nothing to the national party.” And he doesn’t.

I’m also marveling at the sudden respect for women that the Democrat Party has. I mean, let’s be honest about something. What percentage of Hollywood men who have been accused of sexual harassment are Republican? What percentage? You know, I have the answer. The answer’s a big, fat zero. How many of you believe that all of these Hollywood actors and personalities who are being accused, how many believe they’re all guilty?

How many of you have been asking yourself, if you’re one of these guys and here comes some allegation of sexual harassment or rape or something along those lines from 10 years ago, 15 years ago, how would you defend yourself if it isn’t true? How do these guys defend themselves if it isn’t true? The vast majority of it, however, seems to be true.

Now Louis C.K., the New York Times unloaded on Louis C.K.Louis C.K. as far as Millennials are concerned, is it. Louis C.K. is God. They love Louis C.K. I have to think, as feminist trained as young Millennial men have been, those that have gone to college, I mean, the feminist movement has chickified so much of the Millennial culture, I’m really wondering what Millennial women are thinking of all this.

Millennial women have been told that liberal men are sensitive, and they are trustworthy, and they’re unthreatening, and they’re caring, and they fully support the feminist movement. And then you look at this and you hear these same kinds of guys that are always running around ripping Republicans and ripping conservatives as a bunch of racist, sexist, bigot, homophobes and so forth, yet look at these reprobates.

What is this doing to the belief system and the credibility? What are young liberal Millennial women to do here? The very men with whom they thought they were safe are actually the predators, and it does seem that the vast majority of them happen to be guilty. But this new sudden respect for women that the Democrat Party has? Do you remember…? Who said this? (impression) “You know what? You drag a hundred-dollar bill through a trailer park; you never know what you’re gonna find in there. (cackling)

But I tell you, we did it. We dragged a hundred-dollar bill, President Clinton — hundred-dollar through a trailer park — and that’s what you got. You got Paula Jones.” You remember that? James Carville: “Drag a hundred-dollar bill through a trailer park and you never know what you’ll find.” This was during the bimbo eruption days of the Clinton presidency, and there were no feminist attacks on James Carville, and the liberal feminist or female establishment at the time applauded James Carville because the objective was to destroy all of these women that the Bill Clinton had sexually abused or harassed.

That was the objective. These women were hung out to dry. The feminist movement did not lift a finger to help them. Bill and Hillary Clinton, the CEO of bimbo eruptions? They didn’t condemn Carville’s comment at the time. They embraced it. The Democrat Party rewarded everybody involved accordingly — and, as it turned out, President Clinton reached an out-of-court settlement with Paula Jones, agreeing to pay her, I think, $850,000 to drop the sexual harassment lawsuit that she had filed against him.

You know, I mean, people are taking knees? The Democrats really ought to take a knee regarding anything concerning accusations of sexual improprieties, because they lead the league. Democrats lionize their sexual predators. In fact, with Democrats, it’s a resume enhancement. Look… How many of you young listeners remember the escapades of one John Edwards of North Carolina? (interruption) All right, let me try to clue you in. John Edwards was it. John Edwards was the future, as far as the Democrats were concerned, as recently as 10, 15 years ago.

John Edwards was young. He had a great haircut. He was called “The Breck Girl” because his hair was just so perfect. He was a dutiful liberal. He cared about the poor, and he was the guy who devised this campaign plan of there are “two Americas.” There’s the affluent America; there’s the poor America that he was going to focus on. And he had a dutiful wife. And if the LA Times columnist who wrote about Sarah Huckabee Sanders’ appearance would write about Edwards’ wife, there wouldn’t be much difference in what he said.

Her name was Elizabeth and she was a heroine. She was a hero to the left. She was Mrs. John Edwards. Well, it turns out that John Edwards was cheating on her with another woman and that other woman had a baby. The National Enquirer had the story for months before anybody at the Democrat Party would even acknowledge it, before the Drive-By Media would even publish it. John Edwards got away with cheating on his wife in public for months because nobody believed the National Enquirer and because nobody wanted to do damage to this great, young future hope of the Democrat Party.

And there was great sympathy for his wife, Elizabeth, and so everybody on the left in the Democrat Party ignored what was right in front of their face. There was videotape of Edwards meeting with the babe and the baby, and they ignored it. It wasn’t allegations from 30 years ago in the Washington Post; it was real life, and everybody saw it, and they ignored it. Until they couldn’t and Edwards had to basically own up to it. His wife died of an illness not long after. Then he married the babe or moved in with her.

I forget which. But the point is that the Democrats and the left, when they find this behavior in their own camp — particularly when it’s their own elected officials exhibiting the conduct — they attack the women. They attack the investigators. There is no “every woman must be believed.” There is no respect for the victims. There’s only a seek-and-destroy mission against all of them, perfected by Hillary Clinton and Betsey Wright, who ran the bimbo eruptions operation during the Clinton years, even before they won the presidency and went to the White House.

Now you have — and look at how the Democrats go to the mat to protect their people. Now you got Judge Moore with a 40-year-old allegation that it took… The Washington Post had to send a reporter or two down there and work with this woman for a couple of weeks to convince her to come forward, and then finally she did. And the minute it happened, it’s stunning the statements that we get from all of these Republican senators. We had statements from McConnell, McCain, Flake, Murkowski, a bunch of people the conservative media, Mitt Romney.

Every Never Trumper alive has come out demanding that Roy Moore step aside based solely on the allegations. They don’t even question the report in the Washington Post. They take the word of a self-admitted mess of a woman and the Washington Post over the judge. “Innocent until proven guilty” has flown out the window, and how long has this supposed allegation been known? It happened 40 years ago. Why wasn’t this introduced during the primaries? Notice now that it’s been introduced at a time that even if Judge Moore withdraws, there’s not much they can do but a write-in candidacy for Luther Strange.

Although, have you heard this being bandied about, that there might be a solution to this that the president could engineer? You know what that is? Ask Jeff Sessions to leave as attorney general and head back down and retake his Senate seat, re-run for it. That would solve the problem. In fact, it would solve a number of problems, ’cause supposedly Trump’s not happy with Sessions’ performance. The establishment in the Senate doesn’t want Judge Moore there. (interruption) You haven’t heard that being bandied about? (interruption) Well, I know, it’s… (interruption) This is my point. The whole thing, all of this… It’s too late for any of this.

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RUSH: Sandy in Woodland, California. Welcome. Great to have you here.

CALLER: Hi.

RUSH: Hi.

CALLER: I’m talking about Judge Moore. Do you remember when Harry Reid came out and lied about Romney not paying taxes for 10 years?

RUSH: Yes. I happen to. Actually, that’s a great, great memory you have. Tell people what happened.

CALLER: What I was thinking, if I were running Judge Moore’s campaign —

RUSH: Mmm-hmm?

CALLER: — Harry Reid was on a show after the election and Romney lost. Harry Reid was on a talk show, and the woman asked him if he didn’t feel bad about lying about his not paying the taxes. And he just looked at her and said, “It worked, didn’t it?” I would get that.

RUSH: Wait a minute. Wait. No, no. He said, “It worked, didn’t it? We won.”

CALLER: Yeah.

RUSH: Folks, if you don’t remember, let me take over just a second here, Sandy.

CALLER: Okay.

RUSH: Harry Reid lied to the media about Mitt Romney. Harry Reid called the media in and said friends of his told him, two friends — and he wouldn’t name them — that Romney hadn’t paid his taxes in 10 years. And the media said, “Who are these people? Who are your sources?” And Harry Reid got mad at ’em. He said, “That’s not the story! The sources I have are mine. You need to go ask Romney why he hasn’t paid taxes in 10 years.

“That’s the story. Don’t bother me about my sources. You need to go ask Romney.” The media dutifully did, and they went out and started asking Romney and then did stories about the allegation that Mitt Romney had not paid his taxes in 10 years. The whole thing was made up, and when Harry Reid was asked about it after the election, he said, “Well, it worked. We won, didn’t we?”

CALLER: That’s right.

RUSH: So he was admitting he made it up, and he had no remorse over it whatsoever. In fact, he was proud of it because it had succeeded.

CALLER: And the smug look on his face said it all. And if they would put that on TV every half hour back where the judge is running and ask the people, “Do you want this type of person running your state?” Just let ’em know how the Democrats run things. It might be a good campaign thing for the next 30 days, if they put that out as often as they can and said Romney didn’t pay taxes and just show him admitting it and not being sorry at all.

RUSH: Well, look. That’s all true. But the difference here is that there is a woman who has gone public in the Washington Post, that the Washington Post went down and found. The Washington Post… It was two female writers. The writers say they had to work on this woman really hard to get her to go public. That they were down there working this woman for two weeks or more and then they finally got her to go public with it.

So Harry Reid never did name his so-called sources, his friends that had told him that Mitt Romney had not paid taxes. But I still get your point. I mean, you want to illustrate that Democrats lie about these things. They just make them up, and the media helps. But this isn’t just the media, and it is not just… In fact, this is the Washington Post making the allegation, not Harry Reid or not some Democrat senator, and there is a woman who has stepped forward willing to be the source on this. So, not quite. Moore could do it. I mean, clearly it wouldn’t hurt. In fact, I have a story here in the Stack. Thank you. By the way, Sandy, before you go, iPhone X, iPhone 8 Plus, iPhone 8, which would you like? I’m giving every caller today the option to pick up a brand-new iPhone. I share my passions with people.

CALLER: I like that one that you said has the long battery life.

RUSH: That would be the iPhone 8 Plus — and I have to tell you, the iPhone 8 Plus –, until the iPhone X came out — was the finest phone they had ever made, and it remains the best iPhone that not an iPhone X. The iPhone X’s a whole different thing. I’ve been testing it. Its battery life is close, but I think… I’m not gonna sit here and be critical of the iPhone X, but there’s nothing wrong with wanting an iPhone 8 Plus, because it does have… It’s just incredible. It’s got the same processor. It’s got the same cameras. It’s got the same features except for front-facing camera, Face ID. It’s got everything, a little bigger, the screen’s bigger, a little wide we are and be you cannot go wrong with it. There’s the most beautiful color of gold that they’re using on the iPhone 8 this year that is just to die for. It’s a creamy gold. It’s just stunning. So I’d be happy to send you one of those. Who is your carrier?

CALLER: AT&T.

RUSH: Fine and dandy. Now, this one’s not gonna have a SIM card. This is totally unlocked and you can use it on AT&T or any other carrier that you want. So if you would hang on, we’ll need to get your address so that we can get it out to you next week. Okay?

CALLER: Okay. Thank you so much.

RUSH: Which color? They come in silver, black, and gold.

CALLER: Your gold sounds gorgeous.

RUSH: It is. I’m telling you it is. So that’s what you’re gonna get: An 8 Plus in gold. Don’t hang up, as Mr. Snerdley will get your address.

I was saying that there’s a story here in my Judge Moore Stack about the reporters at the Washington Post, about one of them. I found this interesting. Somebody has… Here it is. The website’s called GotNews. “Washington Post Reporter Behind Roy Moore Hit Piece Has History of Writing Fake Checks.” So, again, this is an allegation that comes from this Website GotNews. “Washington Post reporter Stephanie McCrummen, who co-wrote [the] hit piece on Judge Roy Moore, has a history of writing fake checks, according to a 2011 report…

“According to left-leaning New York Magazine, McCrummen has an extensive criminal record, committing four infractions in three different states.” Now, I’m not familiar with GotNews. It’s ringing a bell, but I can’t place it. But, at any rate, this has often come up. Should we go after reporters who set out to destroy people, and they often do so with the expectation of immunity? “Well, you can’t come after us! We’re reporters. Well, you can’t come after us. We’re journalists. We’re not the story. What I’ve done doesn’t matter.”

And a lot of people think, “Well, it does, because you’re sitting there and you’re casting moral judgment on everybody else. And you’re writing stories on who’s a reprobate and who’s not. And you’re writing stories on who’s fit for office and who isn’t. So why isn’t it worth our time to find out who you are? But, man, when you do that? I mean, journalists? They get their backs up like an angry cat, and they start shouting at you, and they tell you that you can’t do that ’cause they’re not the story, that they’re journalists. They’ve got the First Amendment. “You can’t attack me! I’m a journalist” and so forth. But somebody’s looking into at least one half of the writing team for the Post-story.

Here’s Jane in Bucks County, Pennsylvania. Jane, how are you doing?

CALLER: Hi, Rush. We got married in 1989, and I remember my dad coming home and saying, “There’s this new man, Rush, on the radio. You have to listen to him.” So —

RUSH: I thought you meant you and me got married, you and I got married. So I was trying to remember this.

CALLER: No. My husband and I did. So, anyway, he also had two pieces. He said, “One of the most important things to do in life is keep your nose clean and work hard.”

RUSH: Right.

CALLER: And when I see all this Facebook and things — and I’m actively on it. It ties right into what you said. The other thing he told me before he died is he said, ‘This G–d— liberal media is going to destroy this country.’ And it’s… We just need to get back to being fact-based, caring about people, and telling the truth — and a lot of our problems would go away.

RUSH: Well, that’s not gonna happen. You know, my dad would drag — not drag — my dad would gather my brother and me and our friends, and he would look at us. And we’re 10 years old, my brother eight, or 12 and my brother 10, and he would look at us. And it would generally be after he saw Sander Vanocur on NBC. He hated Sander Vanocur. Sander Vanocur and Walter Cronkite were two of the most liberal SOBs, but he didn’t like any of them. But he’d look at us and he’d say, “Son, you boys are gonna be slaves if these people prevail. You’re gonna be slaves. They’re nothing but a bunch of socialist communists.”

Well, when your dad tells you that when you’re eight or 10, it makes an impression. And he kept telling us this. And he believed the same thing your dad did, that the Drive-By Media, we call it that now, was gonna be a seriously destructive institution to the principles and concepts that founded America. And a lot of people think this. They don’t do news anymore. They’re strictly about advancing a particular political agenda. Facts only exist as far as they will advance the agenda these people are interested in.

CALLER: Absolutely. Thank you so much.

RUSH: Now, wait. Ah, ah. You don’t get away that fast. Remember, every caller today gets the chance — you don’t have to take one. I mean, there’s no requirement. If you’d like a brand-new iPhone X, I would love to send you one.

CALLER: Oh, that’d be incredible. My old iPhone is so beat up that I have to reboot it two or three times a day, and my kids have new 8s but mom has a real old one.

RUSH: What kind of iPhone do you have?

CALLER: It’s either a 5s or a 6.

RUSH: Well, the 5s has a four-inch screen. The 5s was a great phone for its day. That’s the one they introduced fingerprint ID on.

CALLER: Yes. I think that’s mine.

RUSH: All right. Well, you are in for a treat. The iPhone X is a brand-new direction in iPhone. And it brings back what I call surprise and delight, meaning you will use this phone just for the fun of it, like you did the very first one. It’s that advanced and has that many new things. There’s nothing in the — well, there’s much in the iPhone X that isn’t in any previous iPhone. And, as such, it’s gonna dazzle you.

CALLER: Well, thank you.

RUSH: I need to know your carrier.

CALLER: Oh. AT&T, please.

RUSH: AT&T. And do you like silver on the back? It’s actually a creamy, milky gray, not silver, or space gray on the back.

CALLER: I think space gray, please.

RUSH: Space gray.

CALLER: That would be incredible. Thank you so much.

RUSH: You are gonna love it. Hang on while we get your address, and we will be back after this.

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RUSH: What’s that? No, no, no, no. I have no idea. I have no idea whether the Judge Moore allegation is true or not. But I’ll tell you this, you remember back in 2008 the New York Times ran a front-page story on McCain allegedly having an affair. It was not true. It was designed to destroy his candidacy, his campaign against Obama. We all defended him. Remember, we all came to his defense on that. Now we got an allegation from down in Alabama that Roy Moore has abused a woman or whatever it was 40 years ago, and McCain’s not even waiting for evidence, he’s just demanding, based on allegations, that Roy Moore leave the campaign.

JOHNNY DONOVAN: And now, from sunny south Florida, it’s Open Line Friday!

RUSH: And we all defended him. And don’t make me bring up the other factor here with Senator McCain. I shouldn’t have to bring that one up at all. Don’t ask me that. It’s right in front of your face.

Anyway, greetings, and welcome back. El Rushbo on the cutting edge of societal evolution. 800-282-2882.

Here’s another thing. We can sit here and we can have it documented, we can have it proven of the absolute moral degradation, the unfitness, the absolute perversion that is apparently widespread among famous leftists and Democrats. And, yeah, there’s an appropriate reaction to it, but there’s just such a double standard when this stuff is alleged against conservatives.

Now, I understand why it is. You know, conservatives, especially Judge Moore. Judge Moore is out there promoting family values and Christian values and the Ten Commandments and all of that, so as far as the media concerned and the Republican establishment concerned, they can really make this guy out to be the biggest hypocrite on the face of the earth ’cause there’s nothing worst, they think, than a holier-than-thou, big-time Christian preaching right and wrong and good and bad and then getting caught via.

They love that. They just love when devout Christians take a fall because they’re scared to death of Christianity. They’re not scared of Islam. They’re not afraid of Hinduism. They’re not afraid of any other world religion. But the left in this country is absolutely petrified of Christianity. And so any chance they get to tear it down, they will.

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RUSH: Margaret in Pocatello, Idaho, has been on hold for a while and I’ve gotta get her up. How are you doing here, Margaret?

CALLER: I’m great. How are you?

RUSH: Fine and dandy. Thank you very much. I first need to ask you what kind of iPhone, iPhone X, you name it, what do you want?

CALLER: Ohhhh. Well, I would love a 10. That sounds awesome. Thank you.

RUSH: That’s what you’re gonna get. Fine. Now, what is it that you wanted to say?

CALLER: So I have a thought. First of all, I think the stuff about Roy Moore is just a load of crap, and my reason is, you know, basically he’s being accused of being a pedophile and, you know, sexual predator, whatever. I think it’s something that they don’t ever stop doing.

RUSH: Right. You don’t just do that one time. If you do that, you do it, and there’s only one report. Margaret, thank you much. Hang on so we get the address and get you this incredible new phone.

Rush Limbaugh -> My Advice to Judge Moore: Hire Hillary Rush Limbaugh -> My Advice to Judge Moore: Hire Hillary Nov 10, 2017 RUSH: You know, these political sex scandals, they’re fascinating, folks.

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