My aunt Alithea, a very wise gator with long-standing swamp knowledge of slimy snakes and other venomous reptiles, has predicted, with the aid of sophisticated alligatorithms, fearlessly about the Presidential Primary. The presidential primary is famous for 11th hour or October Surprises, in which a new candidate suddenly appears as if from nowhere. This candidate will arise from the smoke and ashes of candidate immolation.

Right now, as we speak (metaphorically, that is), great forces are mounting to save the Democrat Partei from the fate of Sodom and Gomorrah--turning the Epstein-tainted pols into pillars of salt. What fine representatives these two last gasp contenders are of the savior class for the elites. I can only wish them unwell.

Seeing that the Klown Kavalcade has produced no astounding surge in popularity (so they say) for any particular candidate, the Great Minds of Democratic Politics (GMDP) have split into two camps--because they can't abide each other.

One camp, harboring enormous grudges against a certain eastern European-Asian nation, is favoring the fire-breathing Godzilla of Demokracy: Hillary Rodham Clinton. The other camp, swathed in fervor only the worshippers of a minor god can attain, promotes Mothra, flying in from lands unknown to do mortal battle with Godzilla. Mothra in human form is known as Michelle the Obaminator Obama. You know, the one who says "when they go low, we get go high".

This looming battle explains why the Prince of Kenya* Amerika has not endorsed his own erstwhile Vice-President. (I love the word erstwhile, yet get so little opportunity to use it.) He is saving his benediction for his dear spouse the Obaminator--sung to the tune of "My Michelle". With the opportunity for lucrative book deals, as the money launderers are prone to describe their wash and rinse, diminishing as time and Trump dim the memory of BHO's past achievements, BHO is seeking a reversal of fortune--i.e., get the money train rolling again.

No love is lost between the two camps, as described above. Some of the reasons are well-known. Such as Killary spitting on every independent initiative by BHO unless they met her personal approval. You know, like basement computer servers or utilizing Sid Blumenthal. Plus, HRC obtained from National Geographic photographers, pictures of No. 44 in "native garb". Plus she was the first Birther in the Nation, aside from Drumpf.

There will be blood, Arkancide, chases, thrills, spills, more blood, blackmail, threats, more blood. It will be like the New York crime families battling for Supremacy--but, oh so much more civilized (?)

Now, Alithea made it clear that when two such duplicitous and sneaky rivals combat each other, the outcome will be partially uncertain.

What is certain is that Herr Drumpf will triumph über alles.

But then there is the treasure from the DNC and affiliates, in the form of "campaign donations", to be plundered by the winner.

*About the Birther thingy, interesting how Helen Fuddy, the Hawaiian Registrar of Births died in a plane crash, fatal to only herself.

Definition: campaign contributions = B R _ B _ R _. Pat, can I buy a vowel?

The real winner of both debates was--wait for it--two people: Tulsi and El Trumpo. Tulsi is being buried by the MSM, despite being most-searched after both Klown Debacles Debates.
Harris is slowly sinking, burdened by her prosecutorial anchors.

I won't delve into the eventual disappearance of candidates until the Two Giants of The Universe battle it out.

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