Way Back

Let’s hop in the way-back machine for a minute, shall we? We don’t need to go far … just a few months back to be exact.

It was a different time. Hairstyles were different. Fashion was different. Kids were listening to a different type of music their parents couldn’t understand. It was a crazy time. It also was a time marked by the Democratic Party insisting that what made this country great was the “peaceful transition of power.” 

Like I said, it was a different time.

When the Democrats in their narcissism were so sure they were going to win that they took their eye of the ball and got hit by the foulest of balls.

It was Oct. 19 when Donald Trump would not give in to Chris Wallace, the moderator of the final presidential debate, on the question of whether he would accept the results of the election. In the few remaining weeks of the campaign, that became one of the most talked about moments of the entire years-long ordeal. Little did we know that moment would come into play more than a month after all the votes were counted.

They were obsessed by it. It was their happy place. Look Trump will fight us when we win. How joyous is that. We can play he’s a “sexist” and  “unstable” 24/7 for the next few years. We’ve stuck a gold mine of  Fake News “journalism”. They were happier than a pig is slop. Donald Trump was going to contest Queen Hillary obvious victory and they could make hay out of it for months, possibly even years. Oh it was so delicious.

Then they found out it was Fool’s gold and they were really, really pissed!

Hillary Clinton wasn’t asked the question herself, but she never stopped feigning outrage from that moment forward at the concept. Not to the concept of her team committing the very offense which so horrified her, but to the idea there was any circumstance under which the oafish Trump would not bow down and admit her superiority to the world.

They are after all, Homo Superior Liberalis. How could such a Neanderthal beat them.


Of course, it was Hillary who, on election night, refused to concede to the clear victor. Few could blame her for needing a couple of hours to soak in the fact that she’d duffed a tap-in putt on the 18th hole in The Masters and would not be sliding into the Green Jacket. When your dream slips away for a second and final time, it’s understandable composure would elude you.

Especially,w hen you’ve spend years scheming, plotting, and spending over a billion $$ to rig it in your favor!!! Only to have a neanderthal steal it from you.

That’s just not how the Liberal Universe works. I want what I want when I want it and you’re supposed to give it to me because I’m just so much better than you!

 Pulling Herself together, she did admit defeat the next morning, but she and her team don’t seem to have accepted it.

In the ensuing weeks there has been nary a Clinton campaign veteran who hasn’t made a grousing public statement or bitter, unfounded accusation about how a “rigged election” denied the queen her throne.

FBI Director James Comey’s two letters cost her votes; sexism denied Clinton the White House; the Russians interfered with the election. You name, they’ve blamed it.

Global Warming? Women being to “manly”, ad nauseum.

How could they lose to a grubby little troll? They are the Superior Lifeform!

In all those accusations was an undercurrent of not only denying Donald Trump won but denying his coming presidency its legitimacy. Rooted in all of it, especially the Russian “hacking” story, is a hint of the idea that were it not for nefarious forces, Hillary would be president.

This is also called “poisoning the well”. Like ‘divide and conquer’ (a tried and true Liberal doctrine) it’s a very old tactic.

Poisoning the well (or attempting to poison the well) is a fallacy where irrelevant adverse information about a target is preemptively presented to an audience, with the intention of discrediting or ridiculing everything that the target person is about to say.

The FBI and sexism charges held no water, one having been of her own doing and the other overplayed by her campaign. So those unwilling to accept the constitutional order of things hung their hats on Russia.

The bitter grumblings were just that, grumblings of losers. But when those grumblings came from the mouth of the CIA director, another level was achieved.

Director John Brennan, who ironically voted for the Communist Party candidate for president in 1980, was now pointing an official finger at the Kremlin for interfering with the election.


From there, the White House press secretary reiterated the allegation. Suddenly, the outgoing president, who’d lectured Trump on the importance of respecting the outcomes of elections and how the peaceful transition of power is what separates us from the despotic regimes of the world, became that which he decried only weeks earlier.

Tell a Lie often enough and it can become the truth. Certainly, to the mindless liberal hoards at the very least.

A concerted effort has been launched to convince, coerce and otherwise intimidate Republican electors in the Electoral College to vote for anyone other than Donald Trump. In other words, nearly the entirety of the Democratic Party is not only refusing to accept the results of the election, it’s actively trying to overturn it.

And if The Republican had attempted such a thing with Queen-Elect Hillary the vitriol and the hatred for “sexists” and the  cry to deny  a woman, this woman, as a legitimate President would have deafened the loudest supernova in history.

But you can’t be a liberal, especially a progressive one, without being a hypocrite. It comes as natural as breathing.

The ultimate impact of the 2016 election should be to fully and completely expose just how hypocritical, unhinged and, frankly, dangerous progressives can be when they’re about to lose the last finger of their grip on power.

Just below the surface of every Barack Obama lies a Keith Olbermann. Perhaps not as unstable, but every bit as angry.

Let them throw their tantrum. This attempted bloodless coup will fail, and power will be transferred. But never forget. The next four years undoubtedly will be a constant reminder. Wear your seatbelt. 



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