I’m Pissed!

COMMON SENSE: I went to bed last night deflated and discouraged, but I no longer feel that way. I’m pissed—not at Donald Trump and not even that much at Kamala Harris. I’m angry with myself. I’m angry that I ever believed the Democrats and ABC would play fair.

In my naiveté, like Charlie Brown, I expected Lucy to do what she said she would do, only to discover that I had been tricked. Once again, she pulled the football away at the last second. Metaphorically, I landed on my ass.

Kamala, with the help of ABC, did exactly the same thing. Last night was a setup, and we walked right into the ambush. Nothing that we witnessed was on the up-and-up. It was a con, completely manufactured.

They did to us exactly what they did to Joe Biden when they realized he could not win reelection. This time, the queen of word salads was suddenly and mysteriously calm, measured and articulate—none of the qualities she has ever possessed. She was well-prepped and completely rehearsed. She knew exactly what was coming and when. It’s why she had that shit-eating grin on her smug face the entire evening.

Their goal—Kamala, ABC and the Democrats—is to steal the election and continue to run America into the ground. I’m sure they believe they have succeeded, but we cannot allow this to happen. Saving the USA is too important.

Kamala is still a Marxists, still incompetent, and still as devious and deceptive as ever. That hasn’t changed. It never will. She is Romans 1 depraved.

What must change is us. We can never again trust the Democrats to play fair. They never do. We must factor this in and be smarter. Trump did his best, but he never had a chance, not against a scripted, well-choreographed production. That’s exactly what the debate was last night—a production, not an open exchange of differing political views.