You cannot trust
anything you read or hear from anyone any more.
We know Demo-Dopes lie as casually as most of us breathe. We know that the MSM lies to cover the lying
of the Demo-Dopes. We know that once the
party line is established – like Donald Trump called on Russia to hack Shrillda
the Hutt’s media accounts – everyone from Dopes to MSM to ESPN to all of the
Hollywood swells fall into formation and dutifully mimic the chosen line.
Now we know that
Snopes, Twitter and Google have joined the team of media draft horses that are necessary
to drag Shrillda the Hutt’s enormous, bloated, rotting, stinking, uninspired, dead
carcass across the presidential finish line.
Were Michael Ramirez
to take on the assignment of depicting it in a political cartoon, imagine a
view from an airplane looking down on a Lilliputian sized army of Shrillda the
Hutt apologist on one side of the finish line pulling mightily on a rope that
looks like a thread tied around the pinky finger of the aforementioned enormous,
bloated, rotting, stinking, uninspired, dead carcass of the Hutt that is just
shy of crossing the line. Behind the
Hutt would be a rut the size of the Grand Canyon that marks the progress the
army had made so far. The rut would be
strewn with obstacles - her plethora of scandals if you will - any one of which
would have been enough to stop any candidate not named Clinton cold and
probably enough to land them in jail. But there
she is, that close. Can the gang pull
her enormous, bloated, rotting, stinking, uninspired, dead carcass across the
presidential finish line?
Stay tuned Mr. and
Mrs. America. In the far back of the
frame is a man sprinting to the finish line.
He is depicted with long oddly combed light colored hair in ducktails.
The DNC Convention
No. Hell no. I didn’t watch any of it. The night that featured a lying, thieving, no
talent, unaccomplished, rape enabling POS was not “must see tv” for Lex.
When I see things like this, I think to myself, who the hell cheers an abortion? What potential was in that child who was
destroyed? A cure for cancer? An amazing career in music? A stranger who pulls a woman from a burning
wreck? These are all potentially A Wonderful Life George Baily type lives.
I can understand the thought process that leads
to abortion and can empathize with it. I
cannot and never will understand cheering the thought or act of it. I can understand a political party being satisfied
every time the Supreme Court further entrenches abortion into law. I cannot understand celebrations outside the
court reveling in the fact that it is becoming easier and easier to destroy a
human life just as science makes those lives more and more viable.
The celebration of
the act is becoming more disgusting than the act itself. It seems to me, at minimum, and even among
abortions most ardent supporters, an abortion ought to be seen as somber a moment
as pulling the plug on grandpa at the end of life or on an unresponsive child after an automobile accident. I just don’t get all of the cheering on the left for this
sad, sad act. The headline is about all you really know here