Does Joe Biden know the soldiers at Valley Forge were called insurrectionists by their government?
JEFFREY EPSTEIN: BAGMAN FOR THE DEEP STATE
HUMAN EVENTS SPECIAL
https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/episode-642-jeffrey-epstein-the-bagman-for-the-deep-state/id1585243541?i=1000640694292
HUMAN EVENTS SPECIAL
https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/episode-642-jeffrey-epstein-the-bagman-for-the-deep-state/id1585243541?i=1000640694292
Migration was great. Just a solid, classic family movie. Nothing woke at all, just a normal, good story
I hope everyone has their Trump Towers up in their living rooms tonight on National Trump Day Eve
MAGA hats hung by the fireplace
Last chance to get your letters in of who to deport this year
MAGA hats hung by the fireplace
Last chance to get your letters in of who to deport this year
'Twas the night before Jan 6, when all through the U.S.,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Mike Pence;
The ballots were counted with utmost care,
In hopes that a winner soon would be there;
The voters were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of election integrity danced in their heads;
And Tanya Tay in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap,
When out on the Capitol lawn there arose such a clatter,
AOC ran into her bathroom 2 budlings over, screaming something was the matter,
Away to the windows police flew with no calm
But had no way to know who planted the pipe bomb
The scaffold on the steps and the new-fallen barricades,
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should assess,
But a man cutting down fencing and 18 federal assets
With a tall old fed, so lively and distressed,
I knew in a moment it must be Ray Epps.
More rapid than eagles the FBI's patsies they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called crisis actors by name:
"Now, Psaki! now, Pelosi! now, Kinzinger and Schiff, then!
On, Kamala! on, Jake Sullivan! on, Karine and Blinken!
To the top of the scaffold! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry ballots that before the wild storm fly,
When they meet with a sea of patriots, you know it's the FBI;
So up to the Capitol-top the patriots they flew,
With the boxes of ballots, and Cassidy Hutchinson, too
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the dome
The revving and squealing of the White House limo.
As I drew in my head, my wonder increased,
Up the stairs, Donald Trump came in charging with the Beast!
He was dressed all in black, from his head to his foot,
And his shoes didn't have lifts, like a Florida boot
A bundle of tweets he had flung from his hand
And he looked like a monarch ruling the land
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up in fun,
And the tone of his skin was as orange as Capri-sun;
He was grinning, this Trump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know the deep state had something to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And arrested all the traitors; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, off to Gitmo he rose
He sprang to Trump Force One, to his troops gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he flew out of sight,
"Happy Jan 6 to all, and to all a good-night!"
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Mike Pence;
The ballots were counted with utmost care,
In hopes that a winner soon would be there;
The voters were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of election integrity danced in their heads;
And Tanya Tay in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap,
When out on the Capitol lawn there arose such a clatter,
AOC ran into her bathroom 2 budlings over, screaming something was the matter,
Away to the windows police flew with no calm
But had no way to know who planted the pipe bomb
The scaffold on the steps and the new-fallen barricades,
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should assess,
But a man cutting down fencing and 18 federal assets
With a tall old fed, so lively and distressed,
I knew in a moment it must be Ray Epps.
More rapid than eagles the FBI's patsies they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called crisis actors by name:
"Now, Psaki! now, Pelosi! now, Kinzinger and Schiff, then!
On, Kamala! on, Jake Sullivan! on, Karine and Blinken!
To the top of the scaffold! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry ballots that before the wild storm fly,
When they meet with a sea of patriots, you know it's the FBI;
So up to the Capitol-top the patriots they flew,
With the boxes of ballots, and Cassidy Hutchinson, too
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the dome
The revving and squealing of the White House limo.
As I drew in my head, my wonder increased,
Up the stairs, Donald Trump came in charging with the Beast!
He was dressed all in black, from his head to his foot,
And his shoes didn't have lifts, like a Florida boot
A bundle of tweets he had flung from his hand
And he looked like a monarch ruling the land
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up in fun,
And the tone of his skin was as orange as Capri-sun;
He was grinning, this Trump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know the deep state had something to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And arrested all the traitors; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, off to Gitmo he rose
He sprang to Trump Force One, to his troops gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he flew out of sight,
"Happy Jan 6 to all, and to all a good-night!"
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Biden's record is so bad they're going all-in and saying Trump Will Institute The Purge
Almost time for the annual family reading of Art of the Deal which we do every National Trump Day morning!
What is your favorite passage?
What is your favorite passage?