John Massaro

The tour route — as originally planned. by John Massaro AFGHANISTAN. The name instantly conjures up all kinds of unpleasant images in the infantile American mind: the launching pad for the terrorist attacks of September 11, 2001; Osama bin-Laden’s hideout; endless civil strife; suicide bombings;…

by John Massaro ASK ANY BOOMER and he’ll tell you how it was drilled into our heads, as teenagers, that “you can’t get anywhere without a college education.” What that actually meant was that you couldn’t get a job that paid well. When it came time to enter the workforce, we were led to believe, a college…

by John Massaro IN 1961, when I was a little boy growing up on Long Island, I used to watch a science fiction horror TV show, Chiller Theatre, which aired on WPIX, a local station, on Saturday afternoons. There were episodes like Creature From the Black Lagoon, The Brain Eaters, and Attack of the Fifty…

by John Massaro THERE ARE POLITICIANS and then there are politicians. Nearly all of them are useless, but there are some that are so low that they seem like fictional characters out of a bad novel, because most of us have never been acquainted with such creatures. Most American adults are probably familiar…

by John Massaro GODDAMN, HAS THIS COUNTRY changed in my lifetime, and for the worse in almost every way. The 1960s, and especially the last three years of that decade, was a tumultuous era, what with nationwide race riots, violent street protests against the Vietnam War, mayhem on college campuses,…

A young RFK Jr., currently a 2024 presidential candidate, hanging around the White House with his uncle, President John F. Kennedy by John Massaro IT WAS A Friday afternoon around two o’clock, and some of my fifth grade classmates were getting restless. We’d be going home soon, eagerly…

by John Massaro EMOTIONS ALWAYS RUN HIGH during wartime when one’s country, or a close ally, is brutally attacked. And so it is now, as I write, shortly after Israel, our only dependable ally in the Middle East, whose people only wish to live in peace with their Arab neighbors, fell victim to a dastardly…

by John Massaro I MOVED FROM Long Island to rural upstate New York two years ago. I have an 86-year-old neighbor down the road named Walter who lives in a nice house with an American flag hanging on the front porch. He recently drove by in his pick-up truck, and seeing me standing outside, pulled over to chat…

by John Massaro AS AN afterthought, I’m writing this introduction after finishing the letter below, which I emailed to [email protected] on March 20. Do I expect to get a personal reply from Malone? Of course not. But letters and emails to public figures do get read, if for no other reason than…

by John Massaro DR. ROBERT MALONE WAS one of several obscure denizens of the Deep State — which I define as the vast quantity of useless people who make a lot of money while entrenched in major public and private institutions — to burst on the scene as a Covid celebrity. According to biographydaily.com,…