You see, America is being ruled by a dictator who ignores the people with all his executive orders, and his aim is to bring about the "end of America as we know her." And his scummy supporters are all those who aren't out there working hard like Ted Nugent, everyone who's growing fat and lazy on the hard work of others:

With the runaway fraud and deceit infesting the welfare scams, entitlement scams, unemployment benefit scams, food-stamp scams, fuel subsidy scams, transportation scams, child support scams, disability scams, the suicidal scams running amok here, there and everywhere, it actually appears a sure thing that a huge swath of Americans actually do celebrate “Dependence Day” every day.

Thank god that Ted Nugent is out there, doing his part to Save America with a concert tour where he plays his fresh hits of 40 years ago:

So I “we the people” on with all I’ve got. I hit the road today for my 50th rock ‘n’ roll tour, about to perform my 6,500th rockout with professionals of the highest order surrounding me, and working-hard, playing-hard Americans celebrating this uniquely American soulmusic soundtrack.

I suppose it is no coincidence that my new record and tour are titled SHUTUP&JAM!, for my “we the people” hell-raising duties are so full-time and exasperating in the face of this crazy government and the sheep that follow them that more often than ever in my life I need to indeed shutup and jam just to cleanse my soul and escape this heartbreaking fundamental transformation insanity, thereby celebrating my rugged individual independence with like-minded independent Americans.

Freedom: preserved. Thank you, Mr. Nugent.

"Please keep all weapons holstered unless need arises. In such case, judicious marksmanship is appreciated."

We think she may have found a niche market here, and hope Ms. Boebert will immediately open a franchise in Texas where the Open Carry gun-humpers will finally feel safe to come out of the cold.

“I was at the stoplight in Heyburn, and I was on the phone with my fiancé and I told him, ‘I think the baby’s here.’ I heard the baby crying, and I was still driving because I was trying to find a spot to stop safely and pull off the road without blocking traffic,” the mother said ...

[Uriguen's fiancé Clay] Crown was driving to Burley for the doctor’s appointment when he heard the baby crying over the phone.

“She had a couple of mild contractions that kind of took her breath away, but she was able to breathe through them. And then she had a big one and said, ‘I think the baby is in my pant leg.’ I told her to put the baby on her chest and just tried to keep her calm,” said Crown, a former volunteer emergency medical technician.

It's official: "The baby is in my pant leg" is now Wonkette's safe word.

The evidentiary record is such that it is more likely than not the case that all of Valle's Internet communications about kidnapping are fantasy role-play[.]

And while Valle did use police databases to look up information on actual real live human women that he fantasized about cooking and devouring, once the conspiracy charge is gone, he's be left with a misdemeanor conviction for misusing the computer, which "would leave Valle with only up to a year in jail -- which he has already served."

And in the best coda to a news story this month, Gothamist's story closes with the line:

While in prison, Valle has been a cook.

Bon apetit! Save the livers!