>uh oh - is this a blog?
He didn’t - it was stolen. Next dumb question.
One word essay in answer: FRAUD.
In an other word: STOLEN.
>I still say it was Texas that had the proper approach to this, challenge the unconstitutional election laws enacted by nearly every state, not just the one in the fraud accusations. Those unconstitutional election laws were what allowed the fraud to happen.
The SC said Texas had no standing, but Sidney Powell was right about one thing, if Texas doesn’t have standing the4n someone does. Everyone just gave up on that angle when it should have been picked up by others and pursued. All that has to be done it get it heard before the Supreme Court, it’s an easy win there.
SCOTUS should have stepped in but they're in the pocket of the swamp. Congress should have stepped in but they're in the pocket of the swamp. The attorney general should have stepped in but he's/was in the pocket of the swamp.
The FBI should have stepped in but they're in the pocket of the swamp.
After POTUS Trump left, we have absolutely no advocate in DC and all these threads concerning the election fraud accomplish nothing. There is no one left to whom to turn.
Everything Biden is doing is Illegal and Unconstitutional. All his actions must be overturned and Biden removed from the WhiteHouse.
Bkmk
Who is this ass hole? Trump won dickweed
If there were fraudulent operations in the five cities, then find an eyewitness. Pay a huge bounty for inside information, and provide resettlement assistance. If there was fraud, why hasn’t someone been prosecuted?
It was stolen, he didn’t loose.
He’s an insider, this should be interesting
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How Donald Trump Lost His Presidency: Preface 1.1
January 23, 2021 4 min read
Preface
I had a ringside seat to election events from November 3, 2020 to January 6, 2021, and feel a duty to explain to the world what really happened. I will not be regurgitating the headline events anyone can read, but will aim to explain what was going on behind the scenes, and give my best account of why things played out as they did.
Out of an interest in not letting the public suffer any longer from my procrastination and weakness (I tested negative today after a 13-day bout with Covid) , I will be writing and publishing this story in installments, reserving the right to re-edit as I go. Once complete and final, I will let the public know that it is final. Thus, you might think of this exercise as an odd one, where I am drafting a long magazine article for the world but doing so publicly, that the public need not wait to begin having its understandable curiosity addressed.
It will be natural for the reader to question my motives, my background, to wonder if I have some ax to grind or might wish to accomplish something in writing this other than what I claim (that I simply feel a duty to my country and to history to give an honest account of what I saw over those nine weeks). So I will close this preface with four statements that clarify my philosophical orientation here.
My own family’s history is one of the Horatio Alger dream. My folks were of working class Irish roots from New Jersey (Bridgeport, Paterson, Atlantic City, Wildwood, and Cape May). My Pop was Rutgers ’52 (Air Force ROTC), and my folks were living poor as church-mice on the GI Bill at University of Michigan, my Pop studying actuarial math, when their three sons began popping into existence. I was the youngest, born in Ft. Wayne, Indiana, in 1962. We grew up bouncing around New England as my father changed life insurance jobs nearly every year. Passed over in 1976 in Hartford for a promotion at Travelers Insurance that he thought he deserved, my Pop took a job at a broken and nearly insolvent auto insurer in the South: a month later an odd fellow from Omaha showed up on our doorstep, met my dad, and began investing heavily in his new firm. That same day, my Pop cancelled his order for our family’s first new car (a station wagon) and sunk it into stock in his new friend’s firm. My dad’s new firm, GEICO, went on to big things, and my dad’s investment in the stock of his new Omaha friend, Warren Buffett, also worked out immensely well for our family. Most importantly, Buffett became my great tutor in life. As the years went by my family grew wealthy (by the time I was 16 my parents were millionaires, and by the time I finished college they were millionaires many times over), and Buffett grew into a billionaire and then into the mythical figure he has since become. All along the way, a continual topic of conversation among Buffett, myself, and my parents, the most continual conversation, was the role of the rich in society, their proper behavior, their duties to other citizens and to the country (unlike lots of other rich guys, both Buffett and my Pop were always intensely patriotic men). Donald J. Trump is the living embodiment of everything I was raised to understand was wrong about rich people in America. After JFK, my parents never voted anything but Republican, but my mother did not vote for Trump in 2016, and by January 6 of this year was screaming at me, “This monster cannot stay in the White House!” My father died in 2013, but I don’t know if he would have voted for Trump in 2016, and I doubt he would have in 2020. So if you wish an honest account of the intellectual milieu from which I hail, that would be it.
I have always voted Libertarian for President. So voting for Trump was never really a consideration for me, one way or the other.
On the other hand, I agree with about 80% of Trump’s policy positions. Our nation is supposed to embody “consent of the governed,” and I do not remember “the governed” ever agreeing to disbanding our borders, or outsourcing our middle class to China, or signing up for forever-wars. I remember our elites doing that, but not the governed. So I agree with a lot of Trump’s policy direction, but still fault him for one big thing: he should have made ethnic relations more central to his presidency. And I am not sure that he did not, on occasion, tickle sentiments that should not be tickled (e.g., discussing how “Mexico is sending us their rapists” is bringing up an issue worthy of discussion, but can be brought up in a less disrespectful way).
While I have tried to maintain a position of being Left-friendly in life, and was even at times Left-curious, I confess that at this point I find the overwhelming majority of activist Democrats to be intellectually dishonest phonies, lacking in the most fundamental understanding of what made our republic work and how to fix it, and I am disgusted by the Goonism they have embraced as a political creed. In my eyes, most Left Democrats are one step above loathsome, and not a big step.
Having been inside this election fraud issue for months, having gotten to know the best brains in it, professors and technologists and computer scientists, the best estimate that I have heard comes from one of them: Donald Trump probably got 79 million votes and Joe Biden got 53-68 million votes. Through chicanery, Trump ended up with 74 million, Biden with 80 million. The professor in question may not be exactly right, but his numbers do convey my rough sense of the magnitude of the theft of this rigged election.
This election steal should have been child’s play to reveal and reverse. On December 23, President Trump and I spent 4.5 hours together, and I let him know that defeating it was a 3-foot putt (I’ve never golfed a hole in my life, but I guessed the metaphor might speak to him). His team was pursuing a 40-foot shot from the sand trap that they needed to sink, but if he would just listen to Flynn, Sidney, and me, there was an easy 3-foot putt he was not seeing. Somehow over the course of that 4+ hour meeting there came a moment that I felt something much different for Donald J. Trump than I had expected I would feel, something that made me want to go put my arm around the man and give him a long squeeze of reassurance. What was it I felt? I’m still not sure: Commiseration for a broken man? A kind of love? Or just deep sadness, that I could see he understood he was failing on the most colossal of scales, he was losing, but he could not put the pieces together. Yet it was child’s play to defeat. I wanted to scold him and weep for him at the same time.
So that is where I am coming from. Enjoy the story. I won’t enjoy writing it, but I think I owe it to you.
Your humble servant,
Patrick M. Byrne
CHAPTERS TO COME
Introduction – How I got involved
What I learned before November 3
November 3 – November 10 – The Reverse-Engineer & the President’s Team(s)
November 11 – Christmas – the Wicked Doldrums
Christmas – January 6
The Aftermath
One word. COVID-19.
If Banks can electronically transfer trillions in funds with zero errors everyday, why was stealing an election, the presidential one so easy to steal? The answer lies in the voting machines. They have been using these machines in blue states and they can’t lose. Yes there were massive mail in ballot fraud and blue states breaking the election laws but really those machines have kept the establishment in power for decades.
The machines should be outlawed but now that Biden stole it the machines will be refined to steal the down ballot races and communism will come to the USA. Hey but Joe Biden is gonna Buy American.
With universal mail in voting we will never win another national election. Why ??? Think about polling. Democrats always come out way on top of every “registered voter” poll and we always discount those results because they are not likely voters. With universal mail in voting and the long time periods for submitting mail in ballots, basically every registered voter is now much more a likely voter.
People that were too lazy or disengaged previously, now have an easy way to cast a ballot and in some cases, they have party operatives who make sure they get it in the mail. The less engaged/informed you are with issues and candidates, the more liberal you tend to be. In the past many of these people just did not vote, now however they have cast ballots in record numbers and that does not bode well for conservatism or small government.
He has broken his story into sections, as he did with his Maria Butina story.
Patrick, we are not in the mood for delays. Skip ahead to the part where you introduce us to the individuals who put this scam into effect. Let's hear their stories from them directly, preferably under oath.
Patrick Byrne is an interesting character.
Mike Adams I believe was saying he is like the Forest Gump of recent events, he is everywhere.
Election 2020 - bump for later....