The Apocalypse Arrives in 43 Days
Shut it All Down
The most MASSIVE Civil Disobedience Ever Seen
Head to D.C. ....
By Commercial Plane.
By Private Plane.
By Train.
By Automobile (if you are coming by battery buggy. You just might want to leave now?).
By Moto-cycle [my last scooter? Was the 1047cc, inline six, 1979 Honda CBX (with the peanut butter frame). Forty two years ago!].
By Semi-Tractor (with or without Trailer).
By Helo.
By Jetpack.
By Ultralight Aircraft (winkity) or Powered Glider/Sailer.
By Parachute.
By Wingsuit!
By Horseback.
By Bicycle.
By Walking Shoes
But GET TO WASHINGTON D.C.. Before, or on the morning of Wednesday, November 9.
However the f*ck you get there? I don't care [but if you want to be my fwend? You'll leave your lil sidewalk surfer at home, (nothing personal old chap). Danke Schoen].
If you believe this Election, will be free and fair? Then sorry, you are an idiot [just in case nobody else, ever told you that before? And if I'm wrong? I will change the name of this blog, to (That) F*cking Idiot Elmo].
These bugs, these insects. These FiMTH-FOSA'S (Frothing Maggots That Have Flown Out of Satan's Anus). Have no shame. No regret. No moral compass whatsoever [Chucklehead Odorama, dining at a TreChiChiChi Sushi joint in Smellay, the other night. And parking in a Handicap spot, for two hours (how L.A.!) While half of America is going hungry].
Their disconnect from reality is so complete and so absolute. They are willingly destroying The Greatest Gift Ever Known. This thing so glorious, so magical, this Republic [Hildabeast, calling this Hook Nosed Bagel Eater (to quote Jesse Jackson), a Nazi. Really? What's it like on Mars, Hillary? I mean ... I hear it gets purdy warm there (Sieg Heil to you too!)].
And so they WILL continue their destruction of these United States. Including perpetrating another fraudulent Election.
Or of course, the planned organized outbreak of violence. Ushering in Martial Law. And thus requiring the Election's postponement (until the Twelfth of Never).
In either case ... such would be the handful of dirt, tossed upon the freshly dug grave of Lady Liberty. The End of The Greatest Gift Ever Known.
Me, myself, and I … won't give up that easily. Won't surrender to the filthiest scum to ever adorn the bottom of a feces soiled shoe.
And neither should you.
The chances/odds of this Election being Free and Fair? Are slim and none. And wouldn't I be happier than a dawg with two thingies, to be wrong (man o'man ... get me some bubbly)
But these insect's define Evil. And now are all too predictable.
The morning after the farce, Wednesday, November 9. Shut down Washington D.C.. Anything and Everything. All of it. Everything.
The Gubment/buildings/the sewer they all dwell in, the roads leading to. The bistro where they have morning coffee. The gas station where they grab a pack of smokes. Anything and everything. The roads. The buses. The supermarkets. The Taxi's. The airports. The skies. The roads leading to the city's power distribution station. So the engineers can't get to work. The roads leading to the Municipal water supply station. So the engineers can't get to work. The roads leading to the sewage treatment plant. Shut 'em down.
Stop the Anti-Christ army in its tracks. Put Evil out of business. Kaput [oh elmo … your German/Nazi is showing (oops)]. Show them what we are made of, the enormous strength of our resolve. This madness MUST end. This could be the means? I've already spilled enough gallons of virtual ink, hinting at other more serious, more firm methods (and most likely, that IS what will be required. But we do need to at least try … everything and anything. That might save the swellest Babe to ever wear a flowing dress, Lady Liberty).
Daily, I am witness to the growing desperation of once housed, once employed, once fed Americans. As their lives have been shattered. The world they recently inhabited? Now gone. Heartbreaking … is the loss and despair that is writ large on their faces.
So many people. And growing by the day. Such that it is no longer appropriate for me, to be too often (modestly) generous. With a can of Stagg chili, or a box of Triscuit crackers, whatever I have at hand. My six month larder is rapidly diminishing. I can't help everyone. And sadly, I need to stop trying
Though I will not miss the shiny new (with four tiny footers), York Handled cane (that was collecting dust in storage).
Warmed my heart mightily, to pick it up from storage yesterday. And pass it along. To the 90° hunched over, dragging/shuffle step old gal, living in her Hyundai. Who was admiring mine. I didn't need a push from behind, to head directly to storage (and I mention it, because ALL of this sh*t is killing me. And cracks are starting to appear in my cheery, charming facade. And a smile these days is becoming a rarity. Let alone a laugh).
This Country has been brought to its knees, by childish deranged ideologues. Who beam with joyful pride, at their idiocy.
By Racists in media, who beam with pride, at their hatred of everything White (just wait ... bread and milk will be under attack next).
By Traitors and Cowards … in the FBI/CIA/DOJ/DOD/IRS. Beaming with pride. Even Rainbow pride (what a hater you are elmo!). While Stabbing Lady Liberty in the back. In order to stay in their D.C. townhouses. AND stay out of prison.
Brought to its knees by the personal monetary greed of Frothing Maggots (Samantha Power, holding the Ukraine money bag? Allows Chucklehead Odorama to fine dine on Sushi. In a posh/swank/trendy/exclusive/oh so pricey L.A. restaurant).
My other line of thinking this morning? Is I/us/we are only deluding ourselves. That so much damage has been done, it is irreparable. That there will be no restoration.
And then taking into account inertia, complacency, and general all around Rhinology:
(Via Rantingly)
Matt Gaetz Says RINO’s and GOP Elites Are Already Planning Business as Usual if Republicans Take the House
But thirdly, the main thrust of my thinking? And I hate to be Debbie Downer. But it really won't make any difference, what transpires Election eve? Win, lose, draw. Corruption and fraud … or no.
So complete is their destruction of the Republic, and all of its institutions. That they are totally immune to any attempts to rein them in. To slow, stop, or reverse this attack on Lady Liberty. Not just stop the bleeding. Regardless of how many seats we may pick up? Lady Liberty has lost a tremendous amount of humor. She has so little life blood left to be taken.
It isn't like they currently follow the Rule of Law, the Constitution, G*d, or of course those they are supposed to serve, the Citizens.
So, it may already be completely over, finis?
Which means the morning of Wednesday, November 9? You all must be ready. Ready for anything. Ready to storm the gates [you know "Parading" (snarf to taste). And don't forget your fur hat with horns!].
Ready to try. Ready to try and take back that which was given to us. By a bunch of middle aged white guys (some of them in wigs). And by G*d Almighty.
Forty three days
43 days
UNTIL THE APOCALYPSE
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30 FULLY ARMED GESTAPO/SS, in full battle gear and body armor. Force their way into/storm a man's home. With his children sleeping upstairs. Then point their long guns at him and his family. For ... get this, p u s h i n g away a (deranged) man, who was angrily threatening his son. Over a year ago.
No, really.
But this guy? He's out, free as a bird. On a whole out of pocket $5,000 bond!
(Via Bongino Report)
North Dakota man who killed teen claiming he was 'Republican extremist' out on low bond, no house arrest
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