Were Trump Reelected
we’d be dogged by bleeding hemorrhoids . . .
DISCLAIMER: This is satire, somewhat fictional. Any alignment with reality is purely unintentional. I apologize if my outlandish fun strikes some as racist or extremist or just plain weird.
It’s beyond mescaline to some of us, how half our fellow Americans could vote for a raving lunatic rapist rather than open their hearts to another godforsaken negro president and a black Asian, no less.
Our first female president. That can never be!
I won’t nullify with narcoleptic doomsday rhetoric.
Needless to say, I’ve already voted for Kamala Harris (by mail) despite the election being two weeks away, the second presidential election in which I’ve voted. Prior, I was entrenched in political apathy.
Trump took my lifelong ambivalence to a standstill.
Yes, I feel guilty . . . remorse even . . . for not giving a shit ‘til now.
It breaks my heart to watch how hard Kamala must work and how hard she gets hammered, covering the country earnestly and tirelessly, trying to gain traction for truth against lying lackadaisical Trump as he spews utter bile nonsense with little pushback.
