D. Earl Stephens Featured Book
After crashing his way to the presidency with the subtlety of a sledgehammer, Donald J. Trump was now faced with tackling the most important job stretched out before him during the next four years: proving he was indeed magnificent.
There had to be a way for this great and powerful titan of titans to separate himself from the rest, and exhibit how a man’s man, a genuine hero, and an off-the-charts genius carried himself.
So incorporating the masterful skills he honed as a razor-sharp orator along 2016’s brutal Campaign Trail of Fears, he decided he would write letters, and not just any letters. No, these would be positively stuffed with powerful, masterful prose and Jeffersonian in weight. They would be Very Important Letters.
Armed with only a nuclear-powered typewriter, the vocabulary of a true giant and a yet unseen command of centuries and centuries of history and perspective, the very important man wrote his very important letters to chronicle his very important, if not very improbable, presidency.
More about D. Earl Stephens
I’m an award-winning journalist who traveled the semi-free world using another name on my passport. I broke stories and they broke me. Guess I pretty much stayed broke.
Made it 29 years on the print side, where I worked at newspapers up and down the East Coast and in Europe, before stubbornly finishing up as a managing editor at a notoriously good newspaper.
I saw the editorial end of the newspaper business from all sides. I met fascinating people all the way up to Muhammad Ali, and even swerved into hosting a weekly TV show, which as it turns out, had nothing to do with good journalism. That gig did prevent me from ever having to buy a drink, so there was some good in it after all.
There was a time when print was king. I suppose that ended when print guys like me started getting TV shows. I’m pretty sure the decline in newspapers has had a direct impact on the increasing ignorance in America.
I’ve been wildly fortunate to live in a lot of places around this big, beautiful, confused world — Africa, Europe, Asia. These days I’m back in the U.S.A, which lately seems to pride itself in going backwards.
I don’t like what I’m seeing or hearing, so I am trying my best to attack it with my only weapon — satire.
Please stand up for yourselves, brothers and sisters. You are most likely worth it.
