This is old news; I apologize if you’re already familiar with it. My excuse is that I ignore all things Graham: Lindsey, Billy or Franklin. I even hate graham crackers. But let us focus on Franklin, distasteful as that is. Guy’s a wingnut whose main claim to fame is his daddy’s reputation — which was always lower than a bureaucrat’s industriousness in my book, too. Billy’s sycophancy towards presidents and his infatuation with political power utterly nauseated. But I did want to alert any of you who may contribute to Franklin’s “Samaritan’s Purse” that you’ll want to boycott it hereafter: … Continue reading Frankly, Franklin, You’re a Traitor