Daily Archives: January 27, 2017
Gotta love President Trump. (“President Trump”. How sweet the sound!)
He is posed the usual stupid, liberal question by ABC and promptly turns the tables on the interviewer, reminding him and millions of Americans that the MSM do not cover the March for Life, scheduled for today.
This man is unbelievable. Every time you start to wondering why he would do something (for example: be interviewed by ABC, examine Mitt Romney as Secretary of State) he shows soon after that there was a very clever design behind it (expose ABC as biased, expose Mitt Romney as a buffoon who would do anything for personal recognition).
The Washington March for Life is today (the UK is up 20 May). This time, the White House is on the right side. I can barely believe these words as I write them. Trump’s victory was such a tectonic movement, that the aftereffects will be felt for many years now.
Remember the Sanctimonious Judases? Those who said yes to a liberal supreme court for decades, the oppression of the people’s liberties (particularly first and second amendment), the threatening of their own religious freedom, the explosion of debt and illegal immigration, just in order to feel oh so pure themselves? I am almost sorry that these scumbags are going to profit from Trump Presidency, too. But they, that’s the way it goes: a good presidency profits those who have not deserved it, too.
How the times have changed. The United States are rapidly becoming a Country so vastly engaged in ending the insanity of our times, that they will make Francis’ Vatican look like North Korea.
Gone is the Obama presidency. Almost forgotten are the Sanctimonious Judases (don’t worry: I will remind you of them every now and then, so that their memory may live in shame forever). Go will, one day, this satanical papacy.
The times, they are a changin’.
I hope and know that the March for Life will be a great success this year. And this year, people will be made to pay attention, because the great President Trump wil force the nation to do so.
Boy, I wish he were Pope.