I apologize to the followers and readers of Powdered Wig Society for my lack of posting over the past week. We have recently gone through a transition from one web host to another, and are developing a new site theme, neither of which I am completely happy with. In addition, I am currently traveling and will be mostly away from my computer for the next ten days or so. I will be back and fully engaged on September 9, and will resume my best efforts to provide you with the breaking conservative news and extraordinary commentary to which you have become accustomed and so richly deserve. In the meantime enjoy some vintage Uncle Ron. ~ Thomas Madison
Thomas Madison
Ex-Army officer and stone-cold patriot, Thomas Madison is on a mission to contribute in any and every way to the restoration of and strict obedience to the United States Constitution, that divinely-inspired, concise, intentionally and specifically broad (wrap your head around that oxymoron) blueprint which has gifted the world with the concept and realization of individual liberty and unlimited prosperity. We, as a nation, have lost our way. We have spent the past one-hundred years attempting to fix what was never broken. As with building anything, when you can't figure it out, consult the blueprint. So too with rebuilding America, the blueprint for which is the United States Constitution.Leave a comment
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