Here we are, faced with
a self-inflicted groin-shot wound - a disgrace once again upon Miss Liberty and
the Red, White and Blue now in distress. Yes, Donald Jong Trump has no one to
blame but himself for the predicament this nation finds itself struggling
through, once again. When is enough, enough? So yes, the Moron shot himself in
the groin, self-inflicted punishment - sorry for his whores. But his uncourageous
unpatriotic cult, which claims 53% of the 116th U.S. Congress and
46% of the House, “We the People’s Democracy” is in deadlock which means a “nothing
burger” both sides of the isle any righteous recovery the present State of the
Eunuch. Putin is laughing everyday, as are most of the other world leaders. “Then
join hand in hand, brave Americans all! By uniting we stand, by dividing we
fall” - our Founding Fathers said that! Take note, that hand
in hand means Democrats and Republicans alike, you and me bub! So it
appears that the “qualified citizens” that voted in the 2016 election that was turned
to an erection with a Eunuch at the helm - that self-inflicted groin-shot wound
- well we can no longer “Do Nothing” and Congress is broken to the bone. So,
maybe a recall of the “Electoral College”, as “Faithless Electors” have no fear
rejecting the 270 votes cast for a Moron and Article II - Section 1 of the
United States Constitution allows the “College” to “quarrel a quorum” and that
is what we need, as it is a whole lot easier for 540 individuals to sit down
and debate whether or not Donald Jong Trump should be allowed to shit all over
America. We cannot go forward with an “Impeachment”, as the outcome could be disastrous
either way the outcome. If there is a House “Impeachment” by majority vote of
Patriotic Americans only for that effort to be sidetracked by a “dismal swamp” dismissal
by the Turncoat Confederacy of the U.S. Senate, it sets precedence and it means
we no longer live with Democracy paving the way forward for future generations
- our children! We are at WAR with ourselves, pinch yourselves. And if the
Senate…forget it as this Mitch McConnell is a walking human distemper dispenser.
Look this leader of the GOP Senate, sworn to protect a Treasonous proposition, he
is campaigning this weekend to raise money to STOP the “House Impeachment”
which means if he is successful fulfilling the Robert E. Lee dream this “cultuption
copulation”, then be assured that the Founding Fathers’ Democracy is being dismantled
in its tracks. Just so that Donald’s dream for Old Man “Fred Christ” Trump can
be fulfilled, Donald Trump is trying to set back the clock to 1927, when his
father joined hand in hand with the Fascists and KKK, to protest
the “passion for equality” of Calvin Coolidge. To all those “qualified voters”
that cast a vote for this Eunuch, Donald Jong Trump’s upbringing was a dad that
“harassed” American War Veterans out marching on a Memorial Day parade back in
1927. Sonny boy Donald is trying to fulfill his father’s fascination with Fascism
as that allows the Trump Tower riches to “triple” in value, the divide widens
between US and them, the middle-class swallowed up by the evil empire. So if
the Electoral College is afraid and cannot honor the warranty it signed-on for
America back then when the election booths accepted invitations from Russia
with Love, and test the Articles of Fascism that which is behind Donald Jong Trump’s
guiding light - then maybe our only hope is to replace the wording of the U.S.
Constitution by the Constitution of Woody Guthrie starting with “We the
People, warr warr...
From the high Canadian Rockies to the land of
Mexico,
City and the country, wherever you may go,
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Listen to the jingle and the rumble and the
roar,
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It's a long time we've been waitin', now she's been whistlin' 'round the bend,
Ride on on into Congress on that Farmer-Labor train.
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This train pulled into
Washington a bright and happy day,
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Headin' onto White House on the Farmer-Labor train."
