Tom Tancredo doesn’t need to raise 50-million-dollars to be our president.

He doesn’t have to gain support of the Republican National Committee, nor does he need equal airtime on Fox News.

He doesn’t need name recognition like Rudy Giuliani, and he doesn’t need novelty attraction like Barack Obama either.

For millions of Americans, election or not, Tom Tancredo already is our president, and has been for some time. Hear that? He’s already the only person we recognize as worthy to possess this noble title. He’s the only candidate that speaks our language; the language every American president should speak – sovereignty, language, culture.

Tancredo knows that leaders of local jurisdictions who pass sanctuary ordinances protecting illegal aliens don’t speak for us Americans.

He knows that state officials who declare their states “immigrant friendly states,” and fund various social services for illegal aliens on the backs of legal citizens, don’t speak for us Americans.

He knows that business leaders who champion cheap, illegal labor do so with a blatant, greed-fueled disregard for nationalism, and don’t speak for us Americans.

He knows that loss of language and culture are just as destructive as terrorist attacks that take down buildings.

I think the only thing Tancredo needs, is probably the only thing he doesn’t know. Tancredo needs to see this run for president through to the very end, even if he has to do so as an independent. He must persevere until Election Day. We must get our voice heard, and an official tally for the highest possible office in America is the only way to let everyone know where we stand as a nation.

Nonetheless, if he does lose, so be it. As a state representative, though, he must demand that all states take back power from a national government that has proven time and again that it no longer believes in nations. We’ve got your back Tom.

My Friend, Louie, agrees with Al Gore, not in the entirety of Al’s ranting hysteria about global warming where human survival mandates that all must have implanted gills and fire resistant skin, but in the sense that exhaust fumes from automobiles are hazardous to all life forms. Louie supports his logic by citing that if he was in an air-tight garage and smoked a cigarette it would not kill him, but if he did the same with a car motor running he would be dead within minutes. Louie wasn’t arguing the validity of global warming, instead, he was a three-pack-per-day smoker and swore it was better for him than sucking on the tailpipe of an activated car.

Admittedly, harm to humans from carbon monoxide is irrefutable, but I think the claim that it is a major cause of global warming is simple shock residue that Al suffers from for loosing the presidential election in 2000.

It takes approximately 40 thousand years for the earth to go through one cycle of wobbling on it’s axis as it orbits the sun, so I feel comfortable offering a couple of my own, (not disprovable for the next 40 thousand years), wacky explanations as to why humans are affecting global climate change, still using the automobile as an ill-gotten, but necessary tool.

Every car, truck and tractor in the world rolls on rubber tires. The number of tires used by these vehicles each year numbers in the hundreds of millions. When these tires are new they have from ½ to ¾ of an inch of rubber on them, but in 1-years-time these tires wear down to practically nothing. Where does the rubber go?

You would think that the rubber from hundreds of millions of tires each year would cause berms of dusty rubber on every highway the world over, but that’s not the case. My guess is that the rubber from worn tires is in the form of a carcinogen particulate in the atmosphere that also adversely effects radiation from the sun. Global warming?

Also, each tire contains compressed air from 39 to 90 pounds per square inch. Given the fact that atmospheric pressure is but 15 pounds per square inch, each tire is squeezing our air into smaller spaces resulting in shrinking the protective layer of atmosphere. Global warming?

I’m sure Al has not computed this wackiness into his global warming hysteria, but there is one thing I’d like him to know.

Around my neck of the wood, (Annapolis, Maryland) it snowed last night. I awakened to see budding trees and sprouting lawns covered with about 1-inch of snow. I went outside and made a snowman effigy of Al and watched it as it paradoxically melted away.

If only Al would do the same.