pretty simple really
people get blinded by the wool in their eyes and are not thinking straight
I would prefer that the Republicans were not selling their souls to the Globalists.
I would prefer that they would honor the social contract which brought us all together.
I would prefer that they safeguard our rights, without which we have nothing.
I would prefer that they do the right thing more often than not.
I would prefer that they rise up to defend that which we have vowed to protect and to honor.
Since they will not, the social contract they held is broken. Who then will rise up to defend our beliefs?
The clarion call has been sounded. We make haste to mount up the defenses, we stand ready, with girded loins, but where is our champion? Where is the Republican?
His sword is here, cast aside, and pointing down the road to a tavern where our champion lays in a pool of his own vomit, drunk with the wine of his excesses, There he lies, naked and soiled, in the arms of the whore of liberalism.
He is a champion no more. He cannot stand. He can barely lift his head and speak the words that used to be his glory, slurring through drooling lips.
"They come!" We cry, "They come! Why aren't you at the gate? Where is your steed, your armor, your crown?"
He belches and mutters unintelligibly, his fat belly stirring with the words, as the wanton slattern giggles stupidly into his ear.
"He'll do us no good." A warrior sighs, as we all shake our heads in disbelief. "We must make our fight alone." As we turn to go, the innkeeper asks, "Who will pay his debt for meat and ale?"
people get blinded by the wool in their eyes and are not thinking straight
Indeed, this is true.