The coronavirus pandemic’s unbridled, stateside death toll, so far, stands at 311,000. Our condolences to their surviving, grieving families and friends.
Such human suffering and death did help determine which presidential candidate Americans voted for on November 3, 2020 and, by extension, did affect the December 14, 2020 Electoral College outcome; namely, Donald J. Trump “dropping out” and Joe Biden “graduating”.
Had Trump acted more promptly and proactively this past January, he could’ve plagiarized President Barack Obama’s pandemic playbook; would’ve delegated the implementation of those recommended, life saving, best practices to a trustworthy, learned leader; oh, say, Dr. Anthony Fauci.
Seeing how the good doctor and his team would not have even needed the fake prez’s presence at all, Donny could’ve simply kept on playing golf and scarfing down megatonnage of fat saturated, fast food while binge watching his owned and operated, TV propaganda ministers; could’ve continued to get off on their freely dispensed, wildly inaccurate, undue accolades.
Shortly thereafter, all of Fauci’s diligence could’ve crowned Donny The Corona-V Conquering Superhero! Yep, the awash with unearned glory Donny could’ve then donned his Superman onesie / leotard and cape to swoop down upon the 2020 campaign trail; flown, swoosh, all across the nation (with an Air Force One assist?).
However, since he mucked up everything, instead, he promptly failed to earn Americans’ trust and, by extension, our votes. Ergo, he now attempts to disenfranchise tens of millions of voters; to illegally cast out legally cast ballots, And my being a lifelong Michigander, his ballot purge would be inclusive of burning up mine.
The mere notion that he’d ever have the gall to even try THAT pisses me off!
Well, we can be grateful that tyrant Trump’s attempted, post Election Day ballot box coup has also been pissing off the judges he’s been strong-arming; inclusive of his own appointees; most notably, the U.S. Supreme Court’s Neil Gorsuch, Brett Kavanaugh and Amy Coney Barrett.
Oh, the sweet taste of Poetic Justice!
The very Justices, who Donny assumed he owned outright, have, twice, flat-out refused to become his co-conspirators; have all practically roared out “NYET!” to the impotent potentate’s all too real, seditious plot to dick up Democracy and take out the United States of America.
While these judges haven’t left Trump a legal leg to stand on, that does not, necessarily, mean that he’s fresh out of foul, illegal options. To flesh that out…
At some point, between now and Inauguration Day, via a mere Tweet, Trump could easily awaken his rightwing terrorist sleeper cells; e.g., order his radical Proud Boys, Wolverine Watchmen to go on a rampage. Once these asshole insurrectionists start to literally burn America down to the ground, he’d then have the (im)perfect excuse to declare Martial Law; to postpone Inauguration Day, indefinitely; to permanently install his shitty regime; to, in essence, flip off and say, “fuck off” to his self-proclaimed foe, the duly elected Joe Biden.
America’s fate would then depend upon how America’s generals would react to the stench of Donny’s Diarrhea; the obscene scene of Trump shitting all over America. Fortunately, the chances are fairly good that the top brass would instantly order legitimate American troops to engage and conquer Donny’s wind-up toy soldiers. In essence, as easy as all of us wipe our butts, they’d wipe these shitheads off the U.S. map. In the end, traitor Donald J. Trump would wind up trading off retirement at Mar-a-Lago for imprisonment at Gitmo!
We can only keep good thoughts that this Civil War battlefield never materializes; that such a scenario only gets projected within the theatre of the overly active imagination.
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