At this point the only thing that matters to me is that on the night of November 8, or in the early hours of the 9th I don’t have to watch the orgasmic MSM announcing that Shrillary, Comrade Sanders, Uncle Joe or Fauxahontas has been elected the 45th President of the United States. As riled up as we all are right now imagine the horror if one of those four is our next president.
I believe the odds are overwhelming that America’s
“democracy” will again win with Mrs. Bill on Nov. 8. JFK won on a November 8 too, 56 years ago.