So far, the shitshow that is the 2016 Democratic National
Convention has been unadulterated bedlam.
From tarring and feathering their disgraced chairwoman Debbie Wasserman
Schultz and running her out of town on a rail to shouting down Nancy Pelosi at
a California delegates breakfast to no pledge of allegiance, the absence of the
American flag on stage and no mention of the global threat by the Islamic
State, these court jesters have struggled to cajole their base and the viewing
audience into believing the Party is unified.
Bernie’s supporters shouted, “Hey, hey DNC, we won’t vote for
Hillary.” They picked up where the
delegates at the Republican National Convention left off by chanting, “Lock her
up!” They incessantly shouted, “Bernie! Bernie!”
His supporters even modified Hillary’s “Stronger Together” signs by
blacking out all but a few of the letters to reveal a new message, “Stop Her.” The hostility between the Clinton idol
worshippers and the Berniecrats was palpable.
It is no secret Democrats are mortified Crooked Hillary’s
campaign is failing. Her favorability ratings have dipped to their lowest levels in her 24-year-long
public career. Desperate to counter her
unfavorability and honesty ratings, the DNC called on their infamous serial
rapist to salvage Hillary’s coronation—to humanize her.
To hear Billy Jeff tell it, The Sack Of Russet Potatoes With
Earrings is as saintly as Mother Teresa.
“She’s so profoundly kind and tireless and honest and so full of grace
she defies gravity.” I kept waiting for
him to give us his trademark lip biting as he spun his fractured fairy
tale. We’re supposed to believe this
horse pucky because Bill said so.
I don’t think so Bubba.
#BillClinton: "#Hillary is still the best darn changemaker I have ever known"— Mike aka Proof (@ProofBlog) July 27, 2016
She can break a hundred quicker than a hooker w/ a $2 special!
For the first time ever, a character witness convention speech urging folks to vote for his wife by a disbarred impeached perjurer.— Razor (@hale_razor) July 27, 2016
No comments:
Post a Comment
Please scribble on my walls otherwise how will I know what you think, but please don’t try spamming me or you’ll earn a quick trip to the spam filter where you will remain—cold, frightened and all alone.