Opinion

On March 7th, 2022 at approximately 7:23 P.M., during a public board meeting at an undisclosed public school district in Oklahoma, a board member burped very discreetly. No one in attendance noticed, but within seconds, a series of analog reels began whirring in an unmarked basement office in the Oklahoma State Department of Education. Moments later, a thin sliver of paper emerges. “Broccoli, she had broccoli for lunch,” a federal agent announces. “Log it and document a trace of wasabi. ” Another tiny slip of paper emerges, and he hits a large red button. “Red alert. We got curry.” Warning lights strobe. “Repeat, curry in section four! This is not a drill.”

My parents were John R. Castleberry, born in Alabama, and Amelia Howard Castleberry, born in Alabama. Father was a trader. He fought in the Civil War and died two years after the close of the War. I was born in Texas, November 22, 1866. We came in a covered wagon to the Chickasaw Nation in 1889, settling at Lebanon.

Last week Vladimir Putin increased his ruthless invasion of Ukraine and gained de facto control over a major city in the country, demonstrating that this unhinged dictator has no intention of letting up. Such outrageous and despicable actions must be met with the most severe and immediate response available to the President of the United States and our NATO allied leaders. Unfortunately, President Joe Biden has thus far failed to cut off an obvious revenue stream from our country that is currently funding Putin’s war machine, and that is the continued U.S. import of Russian oil.