Composed mostly of memes.
I walk around this academic town and see “Harris” signs aplenty. Still don’t know if it’s safe to put a “Trump” sign in my yard. It wasn’t last time.
Not that I idolize Trump. But I do notice the difference . . .
As far as I can tell, no one in my extended group of acquaintances has shifted one iota from their seemingly chronic TDS. Here’s what I would like to tell them, if given the opportunity. Which means, if they actually ask me.
To my mind, if Trump doesn’t win, then our great nation is lost. It may be lost anyway, if he wins, due to the chaos sure to descend from the left.
(Either way, chaos. Because if the left does manage to steal it again, the righteous right will be literally “up in arms.”)
The one singularly beautiful ray of light I see beaming down upon us is the unifying alliance between Trump and RFK Jr. Both men extraordinarily courageous in the face of continuous looming threat of assasination.
Both men know full well that our government is massively corrupt.
Sigh . . .
