Buffalo » 03 Dec 2023, 8:23 am » wrote: ↑
Every four years, two private corporations posing as political parties offer the American people a choice for president that almost always consists of two crooks who have long been on those corporations’ payrolls. The State-controlled press calls this “democracy.” It is no such thing. It is an illusion of choice — or at least it was until the American people found a workaround and successfully put Donald Trump into the Oval Office.
Now we aren’t even allowed our traditional quadrennial illusions. After the “never let a crisis go to waste” use of COVID to skirt state voting laws and usher in a new fraud-filled era of anonymous ballot dumps, elections look even less real than they did before. Successful campaigns may depend entirely on an avalanche of mail-in ballots and an army of political operatives willing to collect them, fill them out, and return them to unsecured drop boxes sometime between the months before Election Day (ballot hunting season) and the weeks after that now irrelevant endpoint when undated, unverified ballots are still permitted to flow in and be counted.
In response to the American people’s Trump workaround, the Establishment Class simply constructed a workaround of its own that eliminates the need for any real voters. If the Uniparty gets its way, elections will be nothing more than illusion and fraud mixed together until the pungent smell of horse manure is strong enough for the “authorities” to claim victory.
However, the feeling among Trump’s supporters is neither apathy nor dread. If D.C.’s Establishment Class assumed that its constant bombardment of injustice and harassment would wear voters down until they begged for mercy by agreeing to vote for another Mitt Romney, Jeb Bush, or Hillary Clinton, that plan has backfired. Instead, the Uniparty mass produces one feeling among the public: sheer rage.
It has been said that Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher — another warrior worthy of Roosevelt’s gladiatorial arena — carried around a poem written by Charles Mackay, the nineteenth century Scottish writer perhaps best known for his book, Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds. In that poem, Mackay asks:
You have no enemies, you say?
Alas! my friend, the boast is poor;
He who has mingled in the fray
Of duty, that the brave endure, Must have made foes! If you have none,
Small is the work that you have done. Hi
You’ve hit no traitor on the hip,
You’ve dashed no cup from perjured lip, You’ve never turned the wrong to right,
You’ve been a coward in the fight.
It seems to me that no U.S. presidential candidate has ever had more skin in the game than Donald Trump. As the unaccountable Deep State’s true enemy, he deserves all Americans’ support. Or, as I like to say: MAGA like YOLO ‘cause FJB.