Behold the octogenarian face of the most popular presidential candidate in all of US history. 80 million votes! That's right, he won by a massive landslide, which is why all the down ticket votes went Red. What did Goebbels say, if a lie's big enough anyone'll believe it?
Then the jubilant President Almost Elect got attacked by one of his dogs, Major. Dogs don't like possessed people, they can feel the evil and fight against it. Now the remarkably popular presidential candidate has to wear a foot brace, a boot, as he hobbles to one pre-recorded meeting after another.
Planned Parenthood celebrates the incredible, historic, unprecedented popularity of the foot braced, dog attacked, octo presidential victor. Yes, he promises to make Moloch even richer. And who knows, maybe he'll send us to war again, plenty of cash in that.
Ask yourself, if you have the bandwidth, how the Creeper got rich to the tune of millions of dollars over the course of almost 50 years public service. Then explain that wealth in terms of socialism, Millionaire Socialism.
When you've achieved this not inconsiderable feat, stand back in awe at the sheer, luciferian genius of the thing. There you are, fat cat politicians waxing large off the fat of the land to the tune of massive mansions, houses you could never even dream of affording, right there on Martha's Marxist Vineyard:
"But look, we'll have transsexual toilets and open borders and the green New Deal will save the planet, because we're not Nazis!"
Wake up, idiots, and smell the fraud.
Your Friend,
LSP
