Joe Nickolas Pelech

This is my true story. So each American quote in, "Donald Trump and Voices of the 2nd American Revolution: Make Independent Life Knowledgeable", is for historical documentation and is used in a naked conversational form of expression. Only the sequence of time for each event and American Voice was altered. Think beyond space and time, and you got it. Please understand all the beach goers, including Sophia and Libby, are from my memory of them.

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Author Biography

My name is Mr. Joe Nickolas Pelech. I was born is Prince Albert, Saskatchewan, Canada in 1967. I graduated from Westsyde Senior Secondary School located in Kamloops, BC, in 1985. After that, I graduated from Simon Fraser University in 1993 with a History Major. From 1988 until 1995, I sold T-shirts at Wreck Beach, Vancouver BC, located beside the University of British Columbia. I registered Wreck Beachwear Inc. in 1988. Consequently, this book's story is based on my real life experience during that time at Wreck Beach, Vancouver, BC, Canada. However, now it's 2017! It's almost 50 years since my birth, and it's another 50 year cycle of the Lord's Year of Jubilee, and Donald J Trump is about to become the 45th President of the United States of America! So for some, this book is deplorable. For others, you decide. You must be of legal drinking age to read it. Thank you for your time and patience.

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Books by Joe Nickolas Pelech

Donald Trump and Voices of the 2nd American Revolution: Make Independent Life Knowledgeable (Censored Edition Book 1)


M.I.L.K is an acronym for Make Independent Life Knowledgeable. Freedom of speech is the corner stone of MILK. But MILK also means milk. Mother’s milk: natural breast milk. The most healthy and nutritious drink for human life. It’s really our first taste of something good. Perhaps, it's our first independent human action. To reach out for another human, Mom, and get life’s first delicious drink. Then we grow up and forget Mom's milk.