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the kama-lama-ding-dong distraction

friday, august 2nd, 2024

Modern America is an amusement park in which voters are wowed with dizzying rides, funhouse mirrors, macabre horrors, and unexpected scares. It is filled with plot twists and cliffhangers that keep Americans on the edge of their seats. Expectations are built up like an inflated water balloon until a sudden explosion triggers surprise and regret. A manufactured cycle of psychological highs and lows keeps Americans’ attention directed toward anything that is glamorous and away from everything that matters.

Consider the roller coaster we’ve all been riding at higher and higher rates of speed and evermore-dangerous heights these last few months:

[REAL TITLE: "Deep State Carnival Barkers Distract Us with Kamala".] We are indeed living in the era of the Romans' Bread and Circuses, for the dumbed-down masses.

One New York judge abuses a civil fraud statute to steal hundreds of millions of dollars from Donald Trump. Another ignores settled law and relevant facts to help convict him of thirty-four fake felonies. Democrats break out in euphoria. Then, the U.S. Supreme Court steps in to recognize presidential immunity in a way that threatens three other criminal cases against bogeyman Trump. Democrats scream obscenities in protest and demand the Court’s “cancellation.”

Democrats widely praise Joe Biden as the smartest, most energetic, most effective president in American history. In a shocking turn of events for those drinking that mind-altering Kool-Aid, Joe Biden outs himself as a dementia-riddled imbecile at the June 27 presidential debate — the earliest scuffle between presumptive nominees in recent history. Bipolar Democrats turn on a dime and demand that their damaged candidate bow out of the race.

A MAGA-hating gunman attempts to assassinate President Trump. Democrats cheer the impulse but decry the shooter’s wayward aim. Did the murderer have accomplices? Did he successfully evade Secret Service agents because Democrats are obsessed with promoting “diverse” hires over those with proven excellence? Will the female director of the Secret Service resign due to her incompetence? The Department of Homeland Security says such questions are “conspiratorial,” “patriarchal” and even “ableist.” Nothing puts the “D-I-E” in diversity like sacrificing a protectee in the name of “political correctness.” But Trump’s survival denies Democrats their much-anticipated happy ending.

Do not underestimate the public’s ability to ignore their own finances and vote for a DEI hire. It would validate the voter’s virtue.

Finally, after repeatedly refusing to withdraw from the presidential contest despite growing calls for him to do so, Biden hurriedly announces on a Sunday afternoon that he supports VP Kamala Harris running in his place. Is Biden alive? Is he okay? Who cares? Giddy Democrats are too busy shrieking with delight and pondering the possibility of a multi-racial “Madam President.” Maybe she’ll even choose a pansexual furry as her veep! Life for Democrats can’t get much more exciting!

Are you not entertained? Is the adrenaline not coursing through your veins? That’s really what all of this is — a carnival show to keep the masses yo-yo-ing back and forth between anger and elation. The crazier the events, the more effective the distraction. The more effective the distraction, the easier it is for the con artists to fleece their marks. For those paying attention, it is apparent that the American people are the marks being swindled.

The question above is a well-known quip from Russell Crowe’s character Maximus after the Roman general speedily dispatches half a dozen warriors in Ridley Scott’s Gladiator. Disgusted at the spectacle of a large audience watching him kill other prisoners in an arena as if it were sport, his rebuke — “Are you not entertained?” — was meant to shame the crowd. To his astonishment, rambunctious cheers flowed back.

Democrat voters are that roaring gladiatorial crowd, desperate for the blood of their enemies and the staged victories of their theatrical heroes. Yesterday they loved Joe Biden. Today they love Kamala Harris. Tomorrow they will love whomever Barack Obama tells them to love next. Democrats crave the thrill of vanquishing the dastardly MAGA villains. They seek the rush of endorphins straight to their brains. They need to know that they are the good guys, that they are on the “right side of history,” and that they will indubitably win!

No tax is too high to assure victory. No war is too bloody for the prospect of glory. No loss of freedom is too obscene when weighed against the tantalizing allure of triumph.

The best carnival barkers are the ones who can hypnotize the public into handing over everything they own for worthless trinkets. They now run the big top freak show that is the U.S. government.

As Roman satirist Juvenal wrote at the end of the first century, nothing so appeases the public as “Bread and Games.” In twenty-first century America, we get “free stuff” and Hollywood-scripted curiosities. The more things change, the more they stay the same.

So now the cable news shows will prattle on about PINO Biden’s departure and Cackling Kamala’s rise. Will Old Joe remain in office, or will he be forced to resign? Will anybody challenge Harris’s use of campaign money donated specifically for Biden’s re-election? Does the child of two foreign nationals satisfy the constitutional requirement that the president be a “natural-born citizen”? Will half-Indian, half-Jamaican Kamala appeal to black American voters? Will battleground state polls that show President Trump easily winning quickly flip toward Biden’s replacement? If they do not, will mainstream media personalities denounce America’s racism and misogyny each night on the news? Will a dark-horse candidate arrive at the Democrat convention in late August to claim Kamala’s crown?

So many unanswered questions. So many titillating distractions. So many surprises yet to come. Gather ‘round, America. Have some extra bread. Enjoy this season’s spine-tingling games. They promise to be a doozy.

Pay no attention to the sky-high interest rates making home ownership unaffordable or the sky-high inflation that has doubled the cost of basic necessities. So what if the average person’s paycheck barely covers monthly gas and grocery bills? Presidential hopeful Kamala Harris identifies as a female “person of color.” She is a shiny object that should help everyone forget about personal financial troubles.

Don’t worry about the fifteen million illegal immigrants that have streamed across the border in the last three years. Ignore the precipitous rise in violent crime and the growing homelessness crisis. Diversity remains our strength! And crime statistics can be easily manipulated to reflect a better reality!

Forget about mail-in-ballot fraud and other voting crimes. Democrat secretaries of state and Democrat attorneys general have vouched for the security of our elections. Democrat judges have vouched for those Democrats’ vouching. Anybody who objects is simply an “election-denier” who should be imprisoned for “insurrection.” Mailing out tens of millions of ballots to people who cannot legally vote is how we “save democracy.”

Stop complaining about two-tiered justice. All the best judges convict President Trump, his friends and allies, and his MAGA supporters. Any judge who doesn’t do so is a MAGA conservative and an existential “threat to democracy.”

Stop warning about government censors punishing political dissent. Any idea that the government dislikes is simply “disinformation” that should be expunged before it has a chance to cause harm. Free speech can be saved only by strictly regulating it.

And don’t forget that Republicans will force women to have babies! Remember The Handmaid’s Tale!

All of this madness reminds me of another scene from Gladiator, when Sir Derek Jacobi’s Senator Gracchus explains how immoral dictator Commodus has effectively seized power: “Rome is the mob. Conjure magic for them and they’ll be distracted. Take away their freedom and still they’ll roar. The beating heart of Rome is not the marble of the senate; it’s the sand of the coliseum. He’ll bring them death — and they will love him for it.”

It doesn’t matter whether it’s Kamala Harris or some other puppet playing the part of president. The Deep State does its worst when the American people are best entertained.

A Day In The Life.

Up at 7:30a on Friday, I went thru my finger stick to check my BSL (Blood Sugar Level) and recorded it on my Diabetes 2 chart, made coffee and breakfast, took two 50mg Tramadol and a 300mg Gabapentin for various pains, fired-up the Win-7 Pentium HP desktop to let 32 million lines of code load, had a couple smokes in the garage and checked the leftover errands list. I have a 1:30p Integrated Therapeutic Massage today, and Sherry will be stopping by sometime after 5p.

It was already a beautiful, cool 66°, with a nice 30% humidity outside, headed to a (hopefully) tolerable 86°. Many thanks to a cold front which moved thru the area, overnight. Next week's weather is going to be ugly, again, with high humidity and temps in the mid-to-upper-90s. I had some wonderful Kona "Peaberry" Coffee, then scanned the news and weather sites, and missed 2/3s of the "Chris Stigall Show LIVE" (CS Show) from 6-9a, but caught all of the "Chris Plante Show LIVE" (CP Show) 9-12noon.

A ***CODE RED
AIR QUALITY WARNING*** has been posted for the entire week.

I had some minor condo chores to do, delayed breakfast until 11, and got ready to leave at 1p, for the massage and a couple errands, for the darned Sciatica back pain. The massage and relief from Sciatica pain was wonderful, and after getting home by 2:30, I was so tired/relaxed, that I crashed on the LR couch for over 2hrs. I had a 6" Turkey sub for dinner, watched the news and "Gold Rush: Hoffman Family Gold" until 1a, and unplugged.

Sleeping-in until 8:30a on Saturday, a sunny, blue sky, 73°, so-far tolerable humidity, breezy morning. With Kona coffee brewing, and the desktop loading files, I had a couple smokes in the garage, but did not feed the squirrels. They are getting too dependent on me for food; I need to cut back on the feeding routines so they are more self-reliant. Unlike the ones in the back yard, who on very occasionally come by for a peanut meal. I tuned into the "CS Show Podcast" on iHeart Radio, as he had some very good editorial content about recent event.

I had a couple errands to get done, and was back by 2p, had some lunch and grabbed a 2hr snooze. A nice 88°, I spent some time in the front garden, doing some judicious pruning, and a little weeding, and tuned into the evening news. Motor Trend's "Vegas Rat Rods" -- an old favorite of mine -- was on until well after midnight, but I started nodding-off just before that, and bagged it for the night.

Up at 7:45a on Sunday, to a cool, nice 68°, blue sky morning, but forecast to get to 92°, with lower humidity. I made coffee, opened the computer, had a couple smokes in the aired-out garage, and scanned the news and weather sites. The F1 Belgian Gran Prix was on F1-TV from 9-11a. After lunch and 2 loads of laundry, I crashed on the LR couch until almost 6p, had the morning's leftover Kona Coffee, and called Sherry to chat. Ahhhh, wasn't this subhuman, evil, lowlife drag queen/tranny shit nice, at the Paris Olympic Games? If I were in charge of the US Teams at those shitbox "Games", I'd have pulled out and taken the US Teams back to America; F•CK FRANCE! And NO, you're not sorry, scumbags. "Apology" NOT ACCEPTED.

Hillbillies, HomeBoys & Hebrews are coming together under Trump, to live the American Dream.

After some dinner, I watched the news, MotorTrend's "Chasing Classic Cars" until 11:30, and unplugged.

Up at 8:30a on Monday, another blue sky, sunny, 76°, humid morning, forecast to be around 94°, and an ***AIR QUALITY ALERT*** posted, I made coffee and had a couple smokes in the garage. The same sub-host was on the "CP Show LIVE", but I listened anyway. While scanning the weather and news, I had Bacon, Egg & Cheese Toast, and got ready for my usual, weekly trip down south, for a single errand. By mid-morning, the sky had turned from blue to milky white, as high overcast cloud cover had overtaken everything.

I left at 12:30p, after bringing in 2 neighbors' garbage and recycle bins, got the stuff done, was back by 2, unloaded and made Brown 'n Serve Sausage links, 3 Sunny Side-Up Eggs, Homefries & Toast. I hit the LR couch for a 2½hr snooze. Waking-up the evening dusk, I closed-down the condo, watched the evening news and since Monday's an "NBC Night" (Nothing But Crap), had to pick thru the evening's streaming line-up of marginal shows, until one of my favorite's, Motor Trend's "Iron Insurrection", came on. I lasted until midnight. 11a Cardiology Dr's app't tomorrow.

Up at 6a with the alarm, on Tuesday, a warm 75°, overcast, and very humid morning. Blech. I started a new bag of a new variety (Hapa) of Kona Coffee from Monarch (Hawaii), had a couple smokes in the just-opened garage, fed the squirrels and birds (they all eat peanuts in-shell), and tuned into the "CS Show LIVE", while scanning the news headlines and weather forecast. I decided to skip breakfast until I got back from the 11a app't, and left at 10:15. Showers and t-storms forecast, with 88° temps. The humidity, at 80%, is the deal breaker for me.

Depravity is only one of the ignominies of the decadence of Western Civilisation. Those who are stupid enough to allow themselves to succumb to the decay deserve and will receive the scorn and opprobrium of intelligent, benevolent people everywhere and eternally.

The Cardiology app't went well, I stopped at the next door J-Mar Farms Market building for some fruit, and was back home -- light traffic -- by 12:45p, brought in the garbage and recycle bins, had an Apple Fritter and leftover coffee, wrote my 2024 check for School Taxes and had the HP Desktop address the mailing and return envelopes, and listened to the "RC Show LIVE" for a couple hours. I was tempted to stop at the PA State Liquor Store and p/u 7-8 bottles of BUTTER Chardonnay Vino, but... NAH.

Race. Class. Gender. That's the sum total of what the leftist demonKKKrats are all about -- nothing else whatsoever -- in America. Forget abortion, aka "womens' health care', which is really MURDER and INFANTICIDE, now the ♪ ♫ ♬ kama-lama-ding-dong, woo-hoo! ♪ ♫ ♬ campaign for POTUS has two new racial groups: ‘White Dudes for Harris’ and of course, ‘White Women for Kamala’. And for god's (no, not GOD) sake, DON'T ever correct any BIPOC (Black, Indigenous, and Other People Of Color) individuals. TRIPLE LOLOL!

After lunch, I did some minor condo chores, grabbed a 2hr nap on the LR couch, and worked on some niggling paperwork until the 6p news. I watched History's "Ancient Aliens" until 11:30, and bagged it for the night.

Up at 7a on Wednesday, to a cloudy, rainy morning from a passing downpour, 74° and VERY humid from last night's rain. I made coffee, had a couple smokes, fed the BlueJays (9) Cardinals (2) and squirrels (7), and tuned into the "CS Show LIVE". After breakfast, I finished-up some paperwork and several return calls, had lunch and Sherry arrived at 1p. We spent the next 4hrs in my office-sunroom, then to Flinchbaugh's Orchard & Farm Market to get some goodies, and she left around 5. I miss her even before she leaves. I fell asleep on the LR couch, woke-up at 8p, to another "NBC Night" (Nothing But Crap), but got thru it with reruns of "Expedition Unknown", and some of Trump's Rally in Harrisburg. Not hungry, I skipped dinner, but my BSL (Blood Sugar Level) had dropped to 67 and I was into dangerous hypoglycemic territory, and rushed to get some food into my system, to avoid the dire consequences (coma or death). Feeling somewhat better by 11p, I unplugged for the night.

Up at 7a on Thursday, a 72° and humid morning, blue sky, and ***SEVERE HEAT ADVISORY*** posted to warn of coming 97°+ temps. (((SIGH))) I had the damned Sciatica pain, R/S lower back/buttock/hip/leg, so a 250mg Bayer Aspirin assuaged that pretty well. This is now our 5th drought and severe heat period warning, since Summer began, back on June 20th (Summer Solstice). Thinking back over the 34trs since I moved back to PA and opened my business, I can't remember anything this prolonged, or quite as bad. The flora and fauna are suffering.

T-storm cells rolled thru the York area just after 12noon, but only yielded a couple of showers, just enough to wet the sidewalks and mulch. We needed a LOT more. After a 6" Turkey Sub for lunch, I left for 3 errands -- Rite Aid Pharmacy, Post Office and Rutter's Convenience Store. Back home b y 3p, I checked the news. The corrupt, dirty, leftist-run Defense Department (DoD) revealed on Wednesday it has entered into A plea agreements with three alleged terrorists accused of plotting the 9-11 attacks -- one being Khalid Sheikh Mohammed, who was reportedly the mastermind behind the devastation. All 3 murderous, subhuman, muslim(SPIT!) animal filth should have been tortured and executed many years ago. Instead, the corrupt, criminal Bidet&Co regime gives them a plea deal.

No nap today. Most of the day, it was 102° and 65% humidity on my back patio, rendering it unusable, so I smoked in the garage. After dinner, I watched the evening news, and because the streaming xfinity line-up was "NBC", I switched to the History Channel line-up, and watched the 2024 "American Pickers" shows I'd missed since January. Nice. Lights out at midnight.

Tomorrow begins a new week, here in the "Journal", and for next week all I have is my cleaning lady, and a Dr's app't, so Sherry and I've already got a day reserved for us. Very nice. No races this weekend. The next 10 days are mostly in the tolerable (for me) mid-to-upper 80s. I keep reminding myself that "It's Summer", but with the oppressive heat and humidity, it takes a lot of reminding myself. Now, all we need is about 7-8 days of steady, slow rainfall, to replenish moisture for the plants. And it's August already, as the days, weeks, months and years continue to fly by. Tempus Fugit.

"White Dudes" For Kamala-Lama_Ding-Dong.

In one of the least surprising developments of all time, this week’s White Dudes for Kamala Zoom call was a festival of estrogen where a bunch of weirdos, losers, mutations, sissies, whiners, dorks, geeks, and other key sub-sections of the Democrat Party gathered in the electronic ether to humiliate themselves at the feet of their mediocre candidate. That was no surprise. I didn’t check out enough of it to see if they started with a land acknowledgment or if they reassured some of the men participating that it was understood that some of them menstruate because every second I watched, I felt the testosterone draining from my body. Fortunately, being a conservative, I’ve got it to spare.

It was good for a laugh, at least for a moment. When you see a man debase himself so thoroughly, especially someone you despise, your first reaction is to point and laugh. But then, after you watch this grisly tableau for a while, your emotions morph into mortification. It’s painful to watch someone make himself look like such a complete zero. You want to cry out, “For the love of all that’s holy, have some self-respect. There’s a thing called dignity! Try it out!” But then again, if you purport to be a man and you support Kamala Harris, that’s what you are—a complete zero.

The Democrat Party hates dudes and particularly white ones, but it loves their money, so we got this abomination. Notice how it’s “Dudes” and not “Men?” They are really, really uncomfortable using the word because the term “man” either offends or scares them, or both. It’s not that they’re all that familiar with men – as JD Vance accurately pointed out, a key Democrat constituency is lonely cat women who are unworthy of a man’s love, and you can feel their fussy resentment bubbling up. They got their own Zoom call to make fools of themselves. The White Women for Harris thing the other day was a bunch of affluent Chardonnay guzzlers getting together to tell each other how their role was to listen to and obey, to never correct BIPOC women, and to use their privilege for good instead of evil. If it were any more cringe, your spine would snap. This kind of ritual self-abnegation is bizarre and psychotic. And yet these women and alleged men revel in it.

That this all furthers segregation is beside the point. Even making that observation is to somehow credit leftists with actually believing their own ideology. They don’t. When they tell you they’re against racism, they are lying. They’re not against racism. But they are not for racism either. They don’t care about racism. They seek to alternatively exercise it or exorcise it as the situation requires. This kind of moral flexibility is very useful; they are whatever they need to be at any given moment as long as it gains them power.

The same goes for trans nonsense, sexism, and Islamophobia. They don’t care about deluded people who think they are the other gender, or women, or Muslims. They care about their own power, and if they can leverage the alleged oppression of any of these groups to gain more power, they will do it. They will also oppress any of these groups to gain more power. Do you think the White Women for Harris who are so concerned with hearing the voices of BIPOC aren’t going to call the cops if they see one walking through their neighborhood at night?

There’s performative politics, and then there’s what these people do. Where does their capacity to ignore indignity and hypocrisy come from? It’s almost like a religion rather than an ideology. But that’s what happens when you have a void deep inside yourself that actual religion should fill. You fill it with this kind of nonsense.

This week, we saw a bunch of white dudes – males who won’t call themselves “men” and probably shouldn’t – explain how they need to do the work and do better. They are very sorry for their skin tone. They took the blame for everything wrong in the world, but they could expiate their racial guilt by writing a nice big check to Kamala Harris.

It’s odd to see someone accept his inferiority because his great-grandfather came from Northern Europe and because he wields a penis, such as it is. These are the people who babble endlessly about how we need to get rid of “whiteness,” with “whiteness,” in their eyes, meaning any kind of personal responsibility. Punctuality is whiteness. Achievement is whiteness. Reading is whiteness. Getting things done is whiteness. They make whiteness seem pretty great. It’s weird that people who are so quick to charge racism are perfectly content to categorize people who aren’t white as not having any of the characteristics that someone who is not insane would associate with competence. But then again, as we’ve seen, they really aren’t anti-racist. They’re simply pro-personal power. This craven groveling is really just a power play, a way to buy themselves a seat in the ruling class.

One thing about these white dudes is that none of them are poor. It is a fetish of a bored ruling class. Poor people don’t have time for this kind of nonsense. This is the kind of boutique belief that only people with a lot of money and time on their hands can afford to cultivate. And it’s just a pose. They are not serious about actually giving anything up. They might write a check to Buys Large Mansions or some other organization dedicated to the communist revolution, but they’ll never actually do anything that harms their status, station, prestige, power, or bank account in any significant way. Their submission is all an act, a pose, and a creepy one at that. It’s like they’re role-playing some bizarre pseudo-sexual fantasy. Traditionally, a dominatrix would be clad in leather and run around with a whip. For these losers, their tormentor is some 29-year-old, unmarried HR consultant lashing them over the patriarchy with her vocal fry as they scream “Yes, mistress!” and then apologize for assuming her gender.

The Democrat memo went out decreeing that JD Vance is weird, and I say let’s go with that. Let’s talk about weird. Let’s talk about pasty femboys degrading themselves on video for their communist candidate. Let’s show some choice clips to guys who sweat when they work. They’re going to love it. Nothing real men like more than to make fools of themselves by reveling in their impotence.

It should be no surprise that the Democrats don’t understand real men. After all, they don’t know real men because no real man will have them.

Deep State Carnival Barkers Distract Us With Kamala.

Consider the roller coaster we’ve all been riding at higher and higher rates of speed and evermore-dangerous heights these last few months:

No tax is too high to assure victory. No war is too bloody for the prospect of glory. No loss of freedom is too obscene when weighed against the tantalizing allure of triumph.

The best carnival barkers are the ones who can hypnotize the public into handing over everything they own for worthless trinkets. They now run the big top freak show that is the U.S. government.

And don’t forget that Republicans will force women to have babies! Remember The Handmaid’s Tale!

It doesn’t matter whether it’s Kamala Harris or some other puppet playing the part of president. The Deep State does its worst when the American people are best entertained.

Saving Our Democracy.

However it happened this week, “Joe Biden” passed the blowtorch to a new generation and got himself gone from the political battlefield. Delegates to the coming Democratic National Convention (August 19) were duly notified of the selected replacement, Veep Kamala Harris, and ordered to line up behind her. Not a peep of disagreement was heard among them. Amazing that no one had a different idea. Thus, is democracy saved.

The curious details around this event remain shrouded in mystery. Reporters for The New York Times and the WashPo could not be bothered to inquire, and their readers are not inclined to ask how all this came to be. It just is. In a culture with no sense of consequence, things just happen or un-happen. It is your duty to recognize that the wind now blows from another direction and bend with it.

One thing was obvious: the long-running prank of pretending that President “Joe Biden” is sound-of-mind fell apart after his mortifying appearance on the debate stage June 27th. Apparently, every last captain and foot-soldier in the Democratic Party ranks was taken completely by surprise to see their champion flicker out in real time, like a forty-watt bulb that has done years of duty on the front porch and suddenly leaves you in the dark. Three weeks followed with “Joe Biden” boldly campaigning as if nothing had happened. (Perhaps his mind did not register that things had changed.)

And then there was the weird tweet on “X” Sunday afternoon when the whole country was outside waterskiing, grilling weiners, carjacking, and yelling at ballparks, and the deed was done. Someone, possibly even “Joe Biden” himself, wrote a letter pasted into the tweet that declared he was bowing out of the race. The White House staff didn’t even know until it was up-and-posted. Rumor had it that Nancy Pelosi and Barack Obama read the riot act to “JB”, who was refusing to follow the script. There were plenty of carrots-and-sticks to finally lever his obdurate ass into motion: not least must have involved any pending legal outcome of the family’s influence-peddling operations, whispers of new whistleblower accusations about offshore bank accounts, perhaps with sweeteners in the deal as to how much schwag the clan could still hold onto in the end.

Then, the valedictory speech on Wednesday, sort of a proof-of-life exhibition, to verify that Sunday’s janky tweet to the nation was for real. You heard a Homeric recitation of “JB’s” signal achievements in office, every one of them demonstrably false. He did not keep our country out of war, or grow the economy, or keep inflation down, or beat Big Pharma, or build anything, or defend personal freedoms, or “make it clear there is no place, no place in America for political violence or any violence ever.” (In fact, the very next day, Thursday, pro-Hamas mobs attacked US Park police and vandalized federal property at Washington’s Union Station, and on Friday all charges were dropped against them — while scores of J6 Capitol trespassers rotted for years in the DC jail.)

What “Joe Biden” actually accomplished in office was the near-total wrecking of the USA. He torpedoed the authority and legitimacy of just about every federal agency, turned the Department of Justice into a Gestapo, seeded the federal court benches with Woke lunatics, allowed an invasion of perhaps 20-million border-jumpers (including many thousands of professional terrorists), coerced injections of an ineffective and injurious vaccine into millions of citizens afraid of losing their livelihoods, promoted gross medical experiments on sexually troubled children, invited drag queens and mentally-ill degenerates to cavort in the White House, spent borrowed money at a rate that propelled the national debt past the event horizon into a black hole, made the seeking of incompetence the number one priority of the Pentagon, provoked a war in Ukraine that now teeters on the hazard of a nuclear exchange, and allowed the CIA to complete its takeover of the US government. “Joe Biden” will go down in history as the worst of all 46 US presidents.

And, of course, in the rush of cascading events the past several weeks came the attempted assassination of the Democratic Party’s nemesis, Mr. Trump, an operation festooned with loose threads, suspicious agency failures, and intimations of Deep State blob engineering. You’ll have to stand by on any of that resolving soon. But many Democrats expressed disappointment that Mr. Trump was not killed, since that would be saving our democracy.

Also not quite resolved is the case of who the Democratic Party truly intends to run for president this year as the days dwindle down to Nov. 5. The current delirium over Kamala Harris is like a relief rally in the financial markets when a crisis has been averted — or, at least, stalled. You have reason to doubt that the Democratic Party’s leadership crisis has actually been averted. Despite sedulous efforts to wipe her record, too many Americans know Kamala Harris as a hee-hawing ninny with a predilection for hapless Marxist fantasies. I’m not persuaded that she is at all comfortable in her sudden role as the party’s avatar.

The Party of Chaos will supposedly run a “virtual roll call” of delegates August 1st in order to meet the requirements to get on the ballot in several states. But then comes the actual convention with live bodies in murmuration on the floor of the arena, and in the back rooms and hallways, and there are more than three weeks between now and then for Kamala Harris to remind the world what a cackling lightweight she is. A lot can happen between now and then.

KAMALA HARRIS. WHO IS SHE?

Harris’ husband, Doug Emhoff, works for the law firm DLA Piper, which “has nearly 30 years of experience in communist China with more than 140 lawyers dedicated to its branch of “Investment Services in Communist China.” He has just been appointed professor at Yale for future school lawyers at the fine points of communism.

When she was elected to the United States Senate, Kamala Harris appointed a pro-communist Senate chief of staff, Karine Jean-Pierre. Jean-Pierre actively participated in the New York-based Haiti Support Network. The organization worked closely with the Communist World Workers’ Party of North Korea/pro-communist China and supported Jean-Bertrand Aristide, Haiti’s former far-left communist president and the radical Lavalas movement.

Fortunately for Harris, but potentially disastrous for the Republic, elected office holders are not subject to the security clearance process. Had the FBI done a background investigation into Kamala Harris, she would never have passed, due to her close 40-year ties to Marxists, Communists, Maoists and communist China. Harris would never have been approved to be accepted into any of the 5 Military Service Academies, nor would she have been appointed to a position in the U.S. Government Sub-cabinet, nor would it have been approved to hold a delicate position for a high-security defense contractor.

However, since Joe Biden was elected, Harris could be one step away from being president. The Constitutional Republic of the United States is being threatened by the People’s Republic of Communist China (PPC) and its very active espionage operations within the United States. The Communist People’s Republic of China (CFP), with 1.4 billion inhabitants, is ruled by the 90 million-member Chinese Communist Party (PCCh), which has been working with Russia to destroy the Constitutional Republic of the United States for more than 70 years.

If U.S. voters read the background information (in Trevor Loudon’s article) about Kamala Harris, they would never support her election as vice president of the United States. Joe Biden suffers from early onset of dementia and will continue to decrease brain awareness; will never be able to serve a four-year term. Since Biden was elected, the Socialists, Marxists, and Communists who control Kamala Harris plan to enact provisions of the 25th Amendment, to dismiss Joe Biden from office, so that Harris can become the first communist president of the United States.

Since Biden was elected, because Biden would not live up to it, Kamala Harris would lead the effort to name leftists, communists, socialists and anti-American Marxists very dangerous to occupy very sensitive positions in the bureaucracy of the deep state of Washington. She would hold all designated positions at the U.S. Intelligence Agencies, the Department of Homeland Security, the Department of Defense, the Department of Justice, the State Department, the FBI, the CIA, most cabinet posts, the National Security Council, and White House personnel.

American voters must alert their fellow Americans that Kamala Harris is a very serious national security threat to the very survival of the Constitutional Republic of the United States; she has been a travel companion for Marxists, Communists, Maoists, Socialists, Progressives and Chinese Communists for more than 35 years. President Trump had a lot more background information about Kamala Harris than we put here, and he was right when he accused Kamala Harris of being a communist subverter.