For the second time in a week I’ve been lectured about how hopeless the election lawsuits are. Now there is no way of knowing how things will turn out. But assuming the worst doesn’t make sense to me. I’ll let the President and his advisors do everything they can to straighten out this mess. And if it works out in our favor then we’ll have great laugh about all this. And if it goes against us then we’ll have to start figuring what will be best for us in a country that cheats its people out of their God given rights. But why should I have to assume we can’t win? That’s the same talk I heard back in 2016 from the same people. Now maybe they’re right this time. But I’ll be damned if I’m going to make that my default opinion.
One thing it’s interesting to see is who were our real friends and who turned out to be skunks. And right on cue Fox News turns out to be populated by leftists and corporate shills who went out of their way to stab the President in the back whenever and wherever they could. Tucker Carlson and the few real Americans left there should think long and hard about exiting for a better option. Of course, that’s the problem with the Left owning all the media. We were dependent on Fox to provide an alternative. Any start up might not be able to pay high earners like Carlson the salaries they are used to.
But remember, President Trump is in charge at least into January. That is plenty of time to decide how dire our circumstances are and to make whatever provisions are possible. In the meantime, live your life and enjoy the season and the holidays that are approaching to whatever extent the COVID secret police will allow you. And don’t let it all be ruined even before it begins. I intend to have some turkey with stuffing, gravy, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, buttered rolls and candied yams. I’ll have pumpkin, apple, strawberry rhubarb, cocoanut custard and blueberry pies available for the proceedings and I intend to watch the March of the Wooden Soldiers and Gulliver’s Travels with my two-year-old granddaughter for the first time. We’ll sit around and the women will prepare the food and we’ll all talk about family and the things we plan to do before it gets too cold and snowy to accomplish. And we’ll talk about the folks who aren’t around anymore and those who couldn’t be here because of the COVID foolishness. But I sure as hell don’t intend to turn my life into a funeral because gangsters are planning to take over the country. If it turns out that they’ve won I’ll make my plans based on that but I’ll be no worse off than my ancestors who had to deal with the Mafia and the petty aristocracy that ran Italy back in the nineteenth century. My hope is that Americans are too stubborn to be turned into serfs. Maybe I’m right about that or maybe I’m wrong. But time will tell. Let’s let the act play out.