I seem to recall a story about a far away place (I think they called it Germany or something like that) a loooooong time ago, when some “representatives of the people” gave a funny looking, charismatic narcissist the keys to the treasury (and everything else). I don’t remember the story ending very well....
It’s just a story. It would never happen here.
You have the right place, the facts, and; Obama fits right in with his mental disorder and his brown shirt unions.
“...I don’t remember the story ending very well...”
You’re right. It didn’t.
It didn’t end well because my father, his cousins, and his brothers, and a whole passel of other Americans booted up, crossed the seas, and booted ass over there to SAVE the rest of the world from this same stinking sh*t we’re watching here now.
Except...there’s no Americans riding to our rescue.
It’s up to US. Why? Because we’re here, and nobody else.
“It would never happen here”
Oh, it could happen here. But it wouldn’t last long.