The federal government has ALWAYS been allowed to "interfere" in state elections (emphasis added):
Article I, Section 4, Clause 1:
The Times, Places and Manner of holding Elections for Senators and Representatives, shall be prescribed in each State by the Legislature thereof; but the Congress may at any time by Law make or alter such Regulations, except as to the Places of chusing Senators.
And in this case, the President as the chief executive, is using his executive powers to dictate the rules by which an executive branch agency will work. He's not dictating the manner in which states will hold their elections, he's just dictating the rules by which they can access and utilize federal resources (the USPS) to do so.
Ian Bremmer has a Ph.D. from Stanford, founded Eurasia Group, and has spent his career analyzing geopolitics.
So surely there’s a better argument here than: Canadians are really mad at us.
Why is Canadian anger supposed to settle a trade dispute? Why can’t Americans be angry about Canadian tariffs, protectionism, and barriers that hurt U.S. producers?
Allies can be close and still have legitimate disputes. Friendship isn’t a one-way obligation for Americans to shut up whenever Canadians get pissed off.
@TheHappyHereti1 Call me crazy, but I’m at the point that if you intentionally harm a child, once convicted, you are walked out of the court house and fed into the machine. No appeals, no life in prison, no probation, just feet first and end it.
Even if you don’t end up reading the books yourself, Dave does great at telling you why it’s a good story and why you should reconsider. Another great episode!
Today on High Low Brow: PAWN IN FRANKINCENSE (link in the first comment).
This is book four in the Lymond Chronicles, and it is my favorite. I like it so much that I got carried away in the video and basically told the whole story.
There's a chess scene at the climax of the book that makes me cry.
So the first thing to know is that the Sentinels never disobeyed an order to abandon their post, because no such order existed. The whole thing started as a miscommunication between a reporter and someone at the Pentagon.
Where the Sentinels walk is called the Plaza and the duty area is malleable depending on the needs of the mission. So recently there was work that needed to be done on the back side of the Tomb, so the Sentinels moved the mats and walked on the front side. In the Fifties, there was no chained off area, and guests could walk right up to the crypt and would often get in the way of the Sentinels during their guard shifts.
On the night the hurricane came in, the call was made to expand the duty area for the Sentinels. The expanded area included the entry of the Hall of Heroes, up the marble steps from the plaza. If you've ever been out to Arlington to see it, the Hall of Heroes is a huge marble building that sits just behind the Tomb and the entry has these massive marble columns. If you ever get to see a wreath laying, the briefing from the Sentinel occurs here. This was a good solid spot to maintain the guard during the storm, and not get struck by lightning or debris from a hurricane.
The man who stood guard most of that night was in fact the current Sergeant of the Guard, SFC Geary. He was posted at the time the infamous call came to the quarters. Who received the call was an awesome Texan Sentinel, but unfortunately, also a very sleepy SGT Holmes.
If you've not been out in DC in hot weather, it is brutal. Even more so if you're wearing dark blue, steam pressed, winter wool, while walking on white marble. At the end of a hot day doing a lot of walking or changing the guard, you're pretty exhausted and likely very dehydrated.
Late the night of the hurricane, or very early morning, the reporter who misinterpreted the information, called the Quarters, and SGT Holmes answered. The reporter launched into a bunch of rapid fire questions, including a suggestion that they'd abandoned their post because of the storm. SGT Holmes, tired and thinking the call was a crank, responded with what has become legend among that generation of Sentinels:
"I don't know nothing about that noise."
Then he hung up on the reporter.
Well, that was apparently enough of a confirmation for the reporter, and the story was filed that we had disobeyed orders and refused to abandon our post for the hurricane, and it quickly became national news.
I, and the rest of 2nd Relief, showed up for work as expected the next day. With how many trees were down in the cemetery, it had been closed to the public for the day, and we figured it was going to be a little less stressful shift of guard without the crowds.
Yeah... no.
Just moments after I posted a Sentinel in training on the plaza, the Regimental Commander and the Commander of MDW came running down the walk for the quarters, SFC Geary along with them yelling: "Three minutes go!"
In Tomb lingo this means: Hurry and get set to go up on the plaza!
Five minutes later, I'm in full dress blues, doing a normal walk as if nothing was different at all, even though there are three trees down on the plaza, and with no less than a dozen major media cameras and journalists filing live reports from the press box.
So, the moral of the story is that wrong information, romantic and inspiring as it might be, can travel around the world before the truth can put on it's boots. The Sentinels were never ordered to abandon post and never considered that they wouldn't be guarding, even through the hurricane. What really happened is honorable enough without the embelishment. If you hear other wise, well... I don't know nothing about that noise.
"Alyssa, why haven't you read the Warhammer 40k books yet?"
"Not sure I have the time/money to invest in the lore."
"Real reason?"
"Friend of mine told be I'd be a Tau in the 40k verse and I'm scared to find out what that means."