Tear of joy in DC and around the country as we celebrate the incoming 45th President Donald Trump
Last night Donald Trump and family, in a inaugural-eve show looked splendid.
The Battle Hymn of the Republic playing with fireworks and cheers in the background. What an outstanding way to celebrate the last day, and the end-of-an-error Barack Obama. May God grace our nation once more under the leadership of the new president.
Indeed, the challenges will be great, but with the Almighty’s Blessings, “His Truth” will certainly be “Marching on.”
Yeah, it has hurt to see the crappy lying, out-of-context, and completely overplayed Hillary ads in the last couple of days.
There are fairly uninformed people who cannot see the bigger picture, and will allow such messaging to influence their voting sanction. Whether Hillary provides any benefit to the nation on any level is of no concern to them, it just that their feelings are hurt, and we don’t want a ‘misogynist bully’ in the white house.
Our precious cupcakes, frosted at the indoctrination centers we call higher education, cannot handle such unchecked machismo, yet ignore countless real crimes of the one who would also laugh as she gets a rapist off. Even the slightest off-color joke, comment made by a man who has aggregately enjoyed incredible success is a nuclear nightmare, yet the trusted mechanisms of justice are corrupted permanently by a family that would put the mafia to shame.
I have honestly had a revelation during this election cycle.
Sometimes, as Republicans, we have to think a little outside the box when it comes to presidential candidates.
Right now, the story line is that the most conservative among us must support Ted Cruz, the moderates among us must support Jeb Bush, and the angriest among us must cheer for the unelectable Donald Trump.
Last week, I stretched a bit and traveled downstate to Livonia and attended a rally for Marco Rublo. I came away convinced that if he becomes the face of the Republican Party we can beat even the developing Biden-Warren ticket (Sweet Joe and Redistributor-in-chief Rebecca), let alone the duplicitous duo of Hillary and Bill.
Somehow, the largely forgotten weaknesses in the Trump character is conveniently overlooked as he lambastes the existing federal mess of allowing importation of criminals through our porous borders, as he pummels current foreign policy (specifically handling of ISIS and China), and all the while reminds us of his fabulous wealth. He is indeed a self reliant, self promotions artist.
“I don’t need anybody’s money. It’s nice. I don’t need anybody’s money. I’m using my own money. I’m not using the lobbyists. I’m not using donors. I don’t care. I’m really rich”
And yes, yes he is. Even by Michigan’s ‘wooden shoe ghey mafia’ standards.