By David Glenn Cox
Resident Trump says we should vote like he’s on the ballot and apparently, America is doing just that. A huge, unprecedented turnout nationwide. Media pundits hint at the reason without ever coming to grips with the reality of the situation directly. Mr. Trump is about to be repudiated like no president or political party has ever been repudiated in almost 100 years. Voters are lined up out the door two weeks before Election Day. It’s almost biblical.
Vivek Ramaswampy makes the mistake of a lifetime. Then asks himself, WWDTD? That’s right! Lean into your error. Build on it and take pride in it! Offering up four million dollars to fuck up some more, ending his political career. “Look everyone! I’ve really stepped in some shit, this time, and I like it!” The partisan media manipulators quick to protect and defend their poor put-upon little billionaire came up with a brilliant plan. “Our local polling shows that 65% of Republican respondents say that Ramaswampy’s horrendously horrible and despicable gaff won’t affect their vote! While just this tiny little minority of 35% say it will. See? No harm, no foul!”
It made me laugh out loud. 35% of a thousand is 350. 35% of ten thousand is 3,500, and 35% of one hundred thousand is 35,000. And 35% of one million is the end of your political career. It reminds me of the time when Kerri Lake told a tent filled with joyous Republicans in Arizona. “If you’re a John McCain Republican… you can just Get Out!” Careful with that Ax, Eugene. And they did! And Lake went on to lose the election by over 40,000 votes. But Vivek did more than warp his own candidacy and his future. There is also the tool in the toolbox that does nothing, JD Vance telling Vivek, “Stand back, and let me show you how it’s done!”
Say, what’s this I hear about you whining and complaining about a little child rape? Get over yourselves! Why that fine woman knows a thing or two about pedophilia and sleeping with felons. Heck, she could be our first lady! Career-ending Big Mouthia. JD’s comments in less than one minute not only destroyed Vivek’s career, but also his own. That “stop whining” comment will follow and haunt JD for all the rest of his political days. Standing on the dock; watching and waving as his political future sails away into the sunset. Just tell them all to shut the fuck up! They like it when you do that.
Not to be outdone, we witness the disintegration of the orange ape man in real time. The President defect was speaking in South Carolina when out pops a “Ribbet” a spontaneous frog croaking sound. Described by medical professionals as a “brain fart.” The brain is sending messages to the larynx of what it wants to say, but somewhere along the way, the message gets garbled. It’s common among elderly and the singularly twisted. The orange ape man went on to talk about the woman who won a certain peace prize. You know the one I’m talking about. The Pulitzer prize! Yeah, sure that’s it! The Pulitzer prize! You just can’t make this stuff up.
The problem is only exacerbated and masturbated by the king’s crushing schedule. The air force did studies on how tiredness affects a pilot’s reflexes and the president defect bears them out. Like Satan, Mr. Trump knows that his time is short on Earth, and his political death is already waiting by the door. Gosh, but that Mr. Putin sure is a nice man. He’s a humanitarian, you know! Georgia’s Jon Ossoff tells it like it is. Putin is selling out to Trump Co. Desperate for salvation, Putin gives away oil fields, refineries, gas station chains, and diamond mines to Trump cronies and Trump family members, but I repeat myself. Suddenly, out of the blue, Elon’s Starlink begins to malfunction for the Ukrainians. Gee, I wonder what happened?
Elon, the man made entirely out of bullshit claims; he didn’t do it. While the White House claims he did. What’s another word for fall guy? Scapegoat. That’s it! Remember, if this thing goes south, we can always blame Elon! You would think a guy burned by the White House once before would mend his dim-witted ways, but no, apparently not.
The president defect’s bag man Steve Witkoff came to Russia to collect their booty along with an innocent CIA operative, unfairly jailed in Russia. Thank you, Mr. Putin! I don’t care what the world court says about you being an ugly, wanted war criminal. We think you’re swell! It’s the Ape Man’s Empire State Building to climb. Filling his trunk with largess before the clock runs out. He’s so self-absorbed that he hasn’t noticed his world is changing all around him. Louisianan Senator John Kennedy is hot on Trump’s ass. Calling out his treason at every public opportunity. A Republican, calling out Trump Co. The red-handed company.
Now, the pundits tell us in Texas at least that voters are 52% Democrat and 36% Republican. [See: Career-ending injury] Almost exactly what the polling says in Houston. Talarico over Paxton 58 to 36%. Ramaswampy in Ohio is done like Waffle House toast. Marshall in Kansas explains he didn’t mean to put those poor people in prison, but he wanted his money, and the law said he could. In South Carolina, Darlene Graham answers, “What? National what? Security? No, I don’t know anything about that, but I’ve got these nice Republican power brokers who are willing to teach me. In Maine, Susan Collins promises to always vote against unpopular policies, right up until she finally votes for them.
Cue the Safaris. Ha, ha, ha! Wipeout! The numbers speak for themselves. Democrats are energized and have been waiting patiently for almost two goddamn years to vote against that no-good, goddammed son of a bitch, worthless piece of shit! Republicans, on the other hand. Are a bit demoralized and despondent. They won’t come right out and say it, but millions of them have been fucked hard by the Trump Junta. They’re voting like Trump is on the ballot and staying home.
Leaving a scenario where the Democrats control the Congress and Republicans are forced into a corner by Trump’s growing unpopularity and the upcoming elections in 2028. Forced to vote in favor of impeachment and removal, if only to save themselves. If you think Mr. Trump is unpopular now, just you wait. Fannie May says commercial landlords are headed for a bust of epic magnitude. Real estate investors bought up apartment buildings when prices were high but interest rates were low, and now, they face near fatal refinancing miseries. They can’t stay, but they can’t sell out either as few will voluntarily catch a falling knife.
The AI data center disaster is about to make Hiroshima look like a big nothing. The losses are staggering or as Mr. Trump would say, “Not millions with an “M” but billions with a “B.” And possibly trillions with a “T.” The oil companies reserve for a rainy day fund clicks down towards empty with an “E.” Three weeks oil supply left and then Armageddon with an “A“ strikes. And if you thought Mr. Trump was unpopular before, just wait until gasoline hits $6.50 per gallon! “Hurry, Vladimir, hurry! Save us, Vladimir, save us!” But alas, it’s not to be, the Russian diesel won’t hit the market until after a disastrous Christmas. When the populace will demand from the new Congress, the removal of one Donald John Trump from office and JD Vance will be sworn in as Jerry Ford the second. “You get to be the President for about twenty minutes. Then, we tear you to shreds!”
“Republicans approve of the American farmer, but they are willing to help him go broke. They stand four-square for the American home–but not for housing. They are strong for labor–but they are stronger for restricting labor’s rights. They favor minimum wage–the smaller the minimum wage the better. They endorse educational opportunity for all–but they won’t spend money for teachers or for schools. They think modern medical care and hospitals are fine–for people who can afford them. They consider electrical power a great blessing–but only when the private power companies get their rake-off. They think American standard of living is a fine thing–so long as it doesn’t spread to all the people. And they admire of Government of the United States so much that they would like to buy it.”
― Harry S. Truman
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