Today I heard the most wonderful thing. The precious guardian of the World Order, who dwells in Chappaqua has heard the song of Larp. Yes, from disbelief to acceptance of reality. Why would HER Awfulness mention a fictitious character, steeped in Conspiracy Lore? Yes, ordinary humans do not know of this devious villain, Q. My younger daughter does not know and she is a college graduate.
Based upon recent happenings in the Dem's Klown Kavalcade, a plausible construct can be achieved during this 2020 Primary that the party is busy sawing off the stem of the tree branch which supports them all. Dems have been notoriously incompetent in their Trump coup, though it isn't for lack of trying. I remember a video of a wren, trapped inside a house, trying to fly through the closed picture window door.
Introduction and rondo capricioso
Sing along. Rejoice all ye who despise the Demonratic Party. Your days of suffering
Lest we forget. Fellow Swampers and those remaining dry, it was just a few cycles around the sun, that your faithful alligator, along with many others, were faced with a nightmare scenario: Medusa, aka Hildebeast, aka Her, aka Sociopath par excellance, competing for control of Amerikan Corporacy with Herr Drumpf. Lesser of two evils. Oy veh! What a choice: will you take hemlock or arsenic, Socrates?
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.
Not getting much play in the Mostly Shit Media is the tale of the server that nobody ever knew about except the Clintons, David Kendall, Jim the Weasel Comey, Andy McCabe and Peter the Insurance Policy Strzok et al.
Surprisingly, this issue has not ruffled the feathers of c99ers. (Do we have feathers at all?) Now, should we be surprised? Only if "woke" yesterday--or oblivious to Clintonian caca de vaca.
The Clinton Creature goes there, before you can't go there...
"Many of our businesses want to have their business leaders come and have open-ended visas and similarly a lot of Russians want to be able to come and have as much time as they need," Clinton continued. "That's what I would like to work towards."
Do not think of a pink elephant!
Here are articles I wrote about Hillary's brain deterioration. A non-medical way would be to call it brain rot--the meaning's the same. I am not going to cite from these articles for today's essay but there is plenty of material for both novice and expert to learn.
