Midnight Meme Of The Day!

by Noah

The entire plane filled up with the looters, the anarchists, the rioters, people that obviously were looking for trouble...

Yeah, sure Donnie. Woman. Man. Snakes. Person. Thugs On A Plane.

Sure Donnie. You're speaking for a friend of course, you see Bad Bad Men In Black filling a plane. Lots of them. Black. Menacing looking. Black. Backpacks! Black. What else do you see, Donnie? Black. Black. Go ahead. Black. Please tell us more. Can we send you some inkblots? What's that, Donnie? You don't like Black ink? If "they" looked so obviously bad and as you said, "looking for trouble," how did all these "thugs" you see get past airport security? A whole plane full of "the looters, the anarchists, the rioters" in this day and age? What happened? How could this be? Did you put some mega donor in charge of the air marshals? Does that Louis DeJoy clown have a brother?

Yeesh! This man is nuts. That's not news. But nuts with mini-strokes? That's a real scary combo. The synapses are fried. Forget about who's a heartbeat away. Forget about that shattered, catatonic husk of maggot-brained ectoplasm named Pence. This big orange freak with the tiny hands IS the heartbeat. He is the heartbeat of this country. He is the heartbeat of this country in so many more ways than one. He is the heartbeat of this country, an irregular, fluttering heartbeat who's party loves his every word and action. A party that hangs on his every word. In more ways than one.

This country is also hanging. A new and tighter noose was placed around its neck on the Capitol steps on January 20, 2017. Since that darkest of days in our history, those steps have been slowly sinking under our feet so our body weight pulls the noose tighter. We're all strangling, even his blindest followers among us. The steps go lower and the noose tightens at the same rate. Our necks are burning. Putin is in the dark munching his vodka popcorn. Air is getting harder to come by. Our eyes are starting to water.