




The week splits in two. At home the hunt turns inward: fifty thousand text messages between the Bureau's own investigators have gone missing, and midnight demands to know where. Abroad, he flies to the mountain of the globalists and sells them America's revival to their faces — then swats a doubting rap king before breakfast. He comes down from the mountain toward the speech of the year, while a four-page memo passes from hand to hand beneath the palace floor.
Readers' Corner
Letters from the readership on Week 137. Pick a pen name — no account needed.
Opening the mailbag…