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November 5, 2022

The guy may have been your kid’s little league coach, or someone you hung out with in high school — a pal with whom you were comfortable hoisting a few beers. Or perhaps she’s a former college roommate, or a congenial business colleague, or a lawyer who represented you earlier in her career. Maybe that person, man or woman, was at one time a dependable neighbor who’d watched your kids while you attended to an emergency.

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But if that familiar, trusted person is running for elected office with a (D) next to his/her name, then in the privacy of the voting booth (such as they are now) you must put your personal feelings aside and send that candidate packing. It is your duty to your family, your community, and your country to wholly and decisively reject the destruction that Democrats are inexorably pulling us towards — even the ones falsely portraying themselves as “moderates.”  

This November 8 may very well be the last chance to peacefully and constitutionally ward off nationwide catastrophe.

The Democrat party is suffering from a severe illness that only intense and immediate intervention can treat.  Perhaps — just perhaps — wholesale repudiation of their ideas will initiate a process that will someday return the party to a semblance of sanity and responsibility. But right now, they are in the throes of a delirium, or suffering the effects of an odd addiction; some might even go as far as to call it possession, in dire need of exorcism.

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Whatever’s the proper diagnosis, any person professing loyalty to the national Democrat Pparty organization, that fetid alliance doing so much to make ours a divided, threatened, and — Heaven forbid — possibly moribund nation is currently unfit to exercise leadership.

Even Democrat ‘dog-catchers’ mustn’t be exempt; the housecleaning needs to be as complete and thorough as free and open elections (assuming they are) allow.

For reasons only a re-animated Sigmund Freud could begin to explain, Joe Biden and the Dems are singing a self-loathing siren song of national destruction. Even they can’t be stupid enough — and they are indeed very, very stupid — to believe that the policies they’re pursuing can lead to anything other than disaster. The last two years of the Biden Bad Dream have at least clearly illustrated a shocking truth: Progress, reform, and even that incessantly drummed phrase “social justice” are not their real goals.

Taking down the whole shebang, i.e. the demise of America as we’ve known it is what they’re after, and the people who are condemned to penury, poverty and death as a result are just necessary collateral damage in the achievement of their ends.

Whatever happens on November 8, the Democrats’ War to End Energy Independence has already determined that this will be a winter fraught with hardship and shortage. It was the economic equivalent of cutting our wrists; even the blindest of purported “leaders” could see that. Now, cold weather is demonstrating the consequences of such folly; at the time of this writing, we’re facing a diesel fuel emergency that the Biden administration seems not to even recognize, let alone address.

This can’t be simply chalked-up to mere stupidity; it must be more in the nature of deliberate self-harm.