Road to Impeachment: Dems Prepare to Destroy Trump
Let the show trials begin. Cry havoc and let loose the subpoenas of war.
Endless dockets of Moscow show trials with Donald Trump playing Brett Kavanaugh in the new Banana Republic Communist judicial theater of the U.S. House of Misrepresentation. Operation, “Dirty Him Up for 2020,” about to commence.
And dirty him up they will.
From now until the next election, the Trump White House will be the target of utterly fabricated, completely fictional, imperiously lofted and meticulously covered and pontificated legal hangman with no legal purpose whatsoever except the optically hologrammed criminalization of Trump’s administration, where two years and an empty fishing boat have already proven, no criminality exists.
Somewhere in Robert Mueller’s Resolute desk are two copies of the same report on Trump Russian collusion. An accurate version suggesting no criminality that was to be opened and published if the Republicans kept the House, along with a polite letter of apology in lieu of execution. And the version that will now be shown to the world, protected, trumpeted, unscrutinized and indeed worshiped and cherished as the most important document of the ages, painting Trump as the arch criminal of American history, guilty of every allegation and worthy only of prison until a proper gallows and coliseum can be prepared.
Perhaps that version of the Mueller Report will be kept in a glass case under armed guard for SJW pilgrims to kneel before and plant with tender kisses and tears. Like Kim Jong Il’s body lying in public state. Blood curdles at the media orgasmic exultation that is about to proceed. An NC-17 rating may be exceeded. Keith Olbermann, I’m looking at you. Russian scum, indeed.
For two years straight, Trump will be lambasted, vilified, savaged and smeared, tarred, feathered, roasted, toasted and broiled, now not just by the press, but by Congressional officialdom in bold Lucida font on U.S. Congress letterhead.
Democrat Leninists will cheer as Trotsky is declared guilty of being elected and dragged to pitiable presentation on Pilate’s portico where the waiting mob, tilled and furrowed by the PRAVDA of American press will gladly burst their lungs screaming for Barabbas. Crucify Trump. But don’t dare lay a finger on the treason of the ages that has been the Obama/Hillary stay behind network’s prevaricated espionage against Trump the candidate and Trump the President.
Two years of meat tenderizer on the Trump political t-bone so that Hillary Clinton and Michelle Obama’s 2020 #METOO ticket can graduate to solid food and close the door on America’s last chance that doesn’t involve Runnymede and Bunker Hill.
The question of the era: How much appetite does this electorate have for 700 days of Kavanaugh-style shaming theater involving an equal amount of fictional testimony, fake witnesses and weepy, smudgy glasses accounts about how Trump wouldn’t have won in 2016 except for teeming ranks of little Russian boys in short pants and painters caps, running errands and doing to Hillary Clinton, with the help of Julian Assange, what any not compromised version of the UnAmerican press should and would have done in telling the world of her corruption, multiple federal felonies, graft, treason, espionage that killed our Chinese intelligence asset array, Benghazi and all the rest.
It’s beyond time for President Trump to stop using investigations against Democrat criminal actors as staved leverage rather than the rote procedure of a functioning justice system that should be a foregone conclusion for America or any other civilized nation to long endure. Moving substantively against the Deep State while he still held the trifecta in his hands would have been wise. Moving immediately to pull back the curtain and send the perpetrators on final parade is now a matter of both political and national survival. Firing Jeff Sessions and hiring a wartime Attorney General is beyond imperative.
Trump the counterpuncher will have to prove himself worthy of the title in a censored reality where none of his best punches will make the highlight reel and the judges have filled out their scoresheets before the first round bell has rung.
Deprived of a fair fight call, are the American people smart enough to grow tired of the games and see through them as the propagandized balderdash that they are?
If handing control of the U.S. House to the same party that authored Blasey-Ford and “We Believe Survivors” is any indication, my summary judgment is, no.
As the little sign on the tiny table meme says it best, “prove me wrong.”
The countdown to impeachment has begun and with it, a flickered fading of America’s last best chance to avert the plunge.