Don’t Stop Now

“You’ll have a grand tale to tell.  A tale of victory.” – 300

I guess Kim is chubby because he never had to run for office.

Certainly, the re-election of Donald J. Trump to the Presidency has been a remoralizing event.  I know that many (me included) thought that the GloboLeftElite would do whatever was necessary to “fortify” the results so Trump couldn’t return to power.  I think, in the end the real power that saved Trump was the power of his hair.  I mean, like Hamlet said, let the best mane win.

I’m in hopes that he won’t let his worst impulses take this second term of his administration run into the problems of the first.  Trump’s main flaw (not his mane flaw, which is flawless) is his desire to “make a deal”.  Hell, his book was even titled, “The Art of the Deal”.  That’s where he got his greatest successes, and that was the great flaw that was exploited and why we ended up sending billions to foreigners, yet still didn’t have adequate border coverage at the end of his administration.

Scientists have discovered a way to walk through walls:  doors.

So, now is not the time to give up – we must hold Trump accountable for the promises he made.  He understands that he’s not our leader, that, rather, he jumped out in front of a parade that was already in motion and gave it a focus.  When he gets off track, like when he praised himself for the Vaxx®, MAGA crowds booed him.  And then he stopped talking about the Vaxx™, because he knew that wasn’t where the parade was headed.

We must remain vigilant.  I do think that there is hope, since his near assassination, this has probably focused him like a laser on his own mortality.  He knows he has four years to do what he has to do, and that’s it.  Possibly only two:  the mid-term elections may change the House, and turn his last two years into a gridlocked standstill.

Now, a gridlocked standstill is probably better than when congress is “doing” things and will probably lead to a dozen more impeachments for crimes like “breathing” and “sighing”, so the next two years is key.

The good news is that the GloboLeft is shell-shocked.  They’ve created little echo chambers that made them get high on their own supply and think that a (possibly) drunken (allegedly) cocaine-using diversity hire anchor baby that achieved absolutely nothing, ever, that wasn’t given to her would be a good candidate.  They were (and are) shocked.

Good friends are like toasters – if you throw one down the stairs, they probably won’t make toast for you anymore.

Good.  The GloboLeft are shaken to the core, and we should make sure that it stays that way.  If they think Trump is going to be bad, we should, at every instance, agree and amplify.

This isn’t spiking the ball.  This is making them crazy.

Oh, sure, they wouldn’t be the GloboLeft if they weren’t already crazy members of a death cult.  But we want to amp it up.  We want them to not be able to think straight.  For the next two years.  We want to hijack (whenever possible) their amygdalae (Anonymous Conservative talks about it at the LINK).  If you work with one of these creatures, you can get them to go off at the slightest provocation.

Why?  They’re already unstable.  Don’t let them plan.  Don’t give them their safe spaces.  Don’t let up.  They may be in HR.  They may be community members.  When they make accusations in public, or on Facebook™ or Reddit© or X®, they sound crazy.  They will call you a Nazi.  They will say that you are evil.  They will sound unhinged.  Good.  They discredit themselves.

You are needed.  Keep the pressure on.

Her liver was 152.

As long as the GloboLeft sounds like the unhinged death cult members that they are, they move the Overton Window our direction.

Make them crazy.  If you see a GloboLeftist flaking out at the supermarket, you can walk by and say, “This is MAGA country, missy.”  That’s guaranteed to end up with a shrieking fit and a crazed post.  If confronted, you can just say, “I was wondering where the pasta aisle was.  Don’t have any idea why she reacted so.”

So, keep them busy.

To the non-crazy normies, keep dropping redpills.  One story I heard from about a normie was that she was concerned that Trump wanted to “drain the swamp”.  When it was gently explained that “drain the swamp” actually referred to the corruption of the Deep State at Foggy Bottom, the response was, “Oh, I can see that.”

Never expect normies to know what’s actually going on, so don’t get complicated.  Explaining basic economics might help.  Might.

Be reminded that these are the same people that didn’t know who was running for president, so, be gentle, and don’t start with weapons-grade redpills about deportation.  Ease them into it.  Help them draw conclusions.  Point out how the mainstream media is lying or not covering the real news.

Well, maybe Juan in a million.

And remember that X® is our friend right now – the closest we have to a mainstream news platform that isn’t censoring (much).

Don’t cede the Second Amendment.  Ever.  Not a single inch.  Point out that the real killers aren’t law-abiding gun owners, but gangbangers mainly shooting gangbangers, and they’d have guns anyway when everyone else was disarmed.  Point out that there is a correlation with more guns leading to less crime.  Disarmed people are victims waiting for second responders – armed people are citizens who are the true first responders.

Don’t cede morality.  The latest hilarity is the 4B movement, essentially women promising not to engage in random sex and rather wait until they’re in a committed relationship.  They expected us to get mad, when in reality we say, “Awesome, welcome aboard!  Nobody likes a tramp.”

Are the security people at a trampoline store called bouncers?

Don’t cede love of your country, and don’t cede love of your nation.  They’re not the same thing, but don’t give up either.

Enjoy the win.  Keep the steel in Trump’s spine.  And don’t spike the football yet.

It’s not even halftime.

But for now?  We didn’t win by a hair, we won by a whole headful.

And you are needed.