The President usually addresses the nation by the last day in February, right? And that's exactly what President Trump did today: addressed the nation on Sunday, February 28th at CPAC.
Biden didn't deliver a SOTU. Why would he!?! He's not the President. Heck! He's not even really Joe Biden. Why would he address the nation? C'mon, man!
President Trump's beautiful speech comes after a week of so many memorable headlines...and the inevitable memes...that only a slideshow can really do them justice.
But eclipsing all of that fol-de-rol is our true and legitimate President, our President-in-Exile, Donald John Trump.
Every day you see so many great American patriots plaintively crying, "I miss President Trump" on social media. My absolute favorite is just three words: "Gimme my President!"
I needed to see President Trump too. I've never missed anyone so much. It's been hard to realize just how horrible Communism/Socialism/Dictatorship could be in real life....and it's only been 38 days. Sheesh!
Dear President Trump: It's so good to see you, sir! Don't be a stranger again. Come back as our President...soon!!!
Nothing makes sense at the moment!
Surely we can agree on this. Since January 20th, our "reality" has become bizarre. It just doesn't jive.
Regardless of which side of the aisle you're on or what you may or may not think of Q's predictions, reality under Biden makes about as much sense as letting Jeffrey Epstein babysit your kids.
Let's explore some of these anomalies, peculiarities and incongruities together, shall we?
The Year: 2052
The Place: A 5th Grade Classroom
Little Johnny raises his hand and asks his teacher, "My Grandpa is always talking about ‘President Trump.' When was he the president?"
Johnny's teacher responds, "There never was a ‘President Trump', Johnny. That's a mass psychosis that afflicts some very sick people like your grandfather. Look in your history book. Look in Arlington Cemetery. You won't find any ‘President Trump' there. Your Grandpa needs help, Johnny. If any of your parents or grandparents talk about a ‘President Trump', be sure to tell someone in authority so we can get them the help they need."
Little Johnny searches his history book from the Table of Contents to the Index. There is no mention of a "President Trump."
Welcome to the Mandela Effect: the mass gaslighting of Planet Earth. It's been done before.It began again on Wednesday, January 20th, 2021.
Never heard of him.
"Oh shit!" That's what I wailed when my friend of almost seventeen years, "Gigi" mentioned in an email that she's considering getting the Covid-19 vaccine. "Oh shit!"
Gigi is in her early 80s, healthy as a horse, just won her battle over cancer but is sick and tired of eleven months of lockdown!
I get it!! I really do. But I also get that the jab isn't a vaccine at all. It's bad rewiring of your RNA and it'll probably kill Gigi, if not immediately, within five years...max.
I love Gigi too much to not jump up-and-down screaming, "Don't do it!!!" and if that pisses her off, well, I'd rather have her pissed off at me and alive rather than smiles all around while she takes the jab and dies like Dr. Sara Ponce's unborn baby, Eva, miscarried at 14 weeks after her mama took the jabs.
Like Tiffany Ponce Dover, the Tennessee nurse who died on camera moments after taking the jab and whose death has been thoroughly debunked. But she hasn't posted nor replied to comments on Instagram since December 13th and her husband's Facebook relationship status is "Single."
While this article certainly isn't medical advice, I can't live with my conscience if I don't scream bloody murder.
Cause that's what the C-19 "vax" is: murder in a syringe.
Bill Gates, Pfizer, Moderna, that Little Frickin' Friend-of-Gates-and-Soros Fauci and everyone else involved in the Covid-19 Culling...its design, dissemination, mistreating, mishandling and now the phony vaccine...know that damn well. They're guilty of premeditated murder and should be tried at the Hague for Crimes against Humanity.
The only people who actually think it's a vaccine are us: good-hearted, normal, garden variety, patriotic Americans.
Friends don't let friends get murdered. It's that simple.
So, Gigi: This is for you.
We can all agree the facelift was a mistake. Right? Let's just get it out on the table right now. The facelift was a huge mistake.
In 2006, Joe Biden had the look of an aging elder statesman. Deep laugh lines, the beginning of jowls. The natural progression of a face that's seen a lot of laughter and a lot of fights in Congress and the usual ravages of time.
But around 2008, Biden's eyes and eyebrows had been pulled up so tightly, they became square. Evil looking. Thankfully, they drooped again.
By 2017 when he swore Kamala Harris into the Senate, he againhad the look of a creepy grandpa, had gained a little weight to fill out his face and developed one heck of a turkey gobbler.
It comes to us all eventually. Ah, Gravity, thou art a heartless bitch!
And now? Four years later and ten pounds lighter at the age of seventy-eight, instead of the wrinkly, craggy, rugged look of an elderly gentleman, Joe's face and neck are taut and tight reminding one very much of Jessica Tandy in Driving Miss Daisy.
The changing face of Joe Biden, as well as his suddenly attached earlobes, has led many conservatives, including President Trump himself, to wonder aloud in the video below if the schmo in the White House isn't Joe Biden at all. Theories run the gamut from "Joe's being played by an actor" all the way to "He's a DeepFake CGI" or even...wait for it...a clone.
I'm agnostic on the topic but you're entitled to your own opinion.
It's kinda fun to freak yourself out thinking about it!
"The world is an evil place," my parents always tried to impress on me. But twenty years ago, as a young woman with my eyes full of stars and my heart full of dreams, I found that hard to believe. I tried to take their warnings to heart and see a would-be attacker or rapist around every corner, lurking down every alley but as time went on, I learned that your normal, every day, garden variety American is a pretty nice, good person.
Oh, I knew bad things happened but I believed that, for example, child molestation was rare. A now-and-then occurrence when that weird Uncle Bob lured his niece or nephew into the back shed with candy.
Then middle-aged men began coming forward with horrible stories of Catholic priests who had abused them decades ago. Middle-aged women began to talk openly about being sexually abused by nuns at Catholic orphanages. Lots of priests and nuns at lots of parishes.
And I figured the Catholic church had a problem.
Then I heard that the pastors and PK's at my strict, IFB school groomed and raped students.
And I figured there was a problem amongst some protestant clergy too.
Then I heard about orphans from Boys Town in Nebraska trafficked to the White House under George H. W. Bush's reign. And I figured GHWB had a problem.
But I was wrong. My rosy view of the world was wrong. In fact, my look-on-the-dark side parents were wrong too. The whole cockeyed world is wrong.
Pedophilia isn't isolated to that weird uncle with the perpetual Epstein smirk or that creepy pastor. Don't get me wrong, they're bad but they're garden variety pedophiles. Isolated. Working alone. Small potatoes. And so, for a long time, we thought they were the only pedophiles because they were the only ones getting prosecuted while the Global Pedophilia and Sex Trafficking Ringleaders said how horrible it all was, gave generously to charities to help victims of sexual abuse and swam away unseen, unprosecuted, unfettered.
We're just beginning to get it. Pedophilia is rampant. It's not isolated, it's not rare, it's not secretive. No! It's massive!!! It's everywhere!!! It's systemic in the fabric of every system, every culture, every religion, every industry, every nation. It's how the world works now.
It's like Charlie Chaplin said in his movie Monsier Verdoux: "Kill one person and you're a murderer; kill a thousand and you're a hero."
Rape one child and you're a horrible pedophile. Rape, traffick and murder thousands of children and you're an influential Prince of Industry. You're a respected Politician. You're the leader of a Religion. You're a past President.
Pedophilia is a culture. It's a network. It's an entertainment. It's a hierarchy. It's a currency. It's a religion. It's how the world has worked for years...and only the good people did not know it. The good people who could've tried to do something to stop it if only they'd known it was going on.
I've finally got it through my thick skull that pedophilia is the underlying structure of how the globe functions. Thank God Donald Trump is taking it down!
Is your face stinging, America? Is there a bruise swelling on your cheek? Is your eye blackening? It should be.
Congress slapped We the People across the face this week in their furious hatred for Donald Trump and for us as well.
All week during the phony Impeachment proceedings, they characterized us as stupid, brainwashed, radicalized rubes with no control over our emotions nor our actions, incapable of independent thought who were whipped into a rage-fuelled, bloodthirsty lather on January 6th to ransack the Capitol building we actually hold in awe.
A rage that didn't explode on November 4th, didn't spontaneously combust during the (almost) 2 Million MAGA March in December and never raged during the Jericho March either. Frankly, by January 6th, we were getting a little tired.
Congress couldn't have insulted us, their constituents, more profoundly.
And they couldn't be more wrong.
Mordor, I mean, Washington D. C. went stark, staring, raving nuts this week.
It's high time we talk about the elephant in the room: Q. Was Q wrong?
In one camp are the patriots who had high hopes that President Trump or Q or the military or somebody would pull a rabbit out of their hat and do the predictable thing by preventing Joe Biden from putting his hand on the Bible and lying like a rug by taking that Oath of Office pre-recorded before January 20th. When the worst appeared to have happened and their hopes were dashed, they accepted Pedodent Biden as an invalid but inevitable reality, cussed out Q as a fraud and shifted all their hopes to "Trump 2024." That's their reality.
In the other camp are patriots with an entirely different take on reality. They too were momentarily disappointed on January 20th but they rallied and kept their faith in Q. They came to understand that the Electoral College treason, the Biden faux Inauguration and even this preposterous impeachment sham are all part of The Plan. That they had to happen for the all the players to commit the crime of High Treason so egregiously that even the most diehard American Democrat would be horrified and red-pilled so the Swamp could be fully drained with the support of We the People, not just skimmed.
This camp of patriots also believes the Corporation has been dissolved, the Insurrection Act signed and thus the military / Q (not Biden) are very much in control and “all shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well” but not in the physical location of Washington D.C. That's their reality.
So who is right? What is true? Where does truth lie?
Who is Q? Did they fail? Did they lie? Are we right to abandon them now!?!
Was Q wrong?
This ridiculous, sham trial has really nothing to do with the topics the lawyers are waxing eloquent about. Not really.
No, this is about Good vs Evil. President Trump is merely the symbolic battlefield both sides are trampling to duke it out. It really has nothing to do with January 6th.
Y'know, for a long time Good and Evil co-existed in America, more or less peacefully. Each side gracefully won sometimes, each side gracefully lost sometimes. Somehow it worked, more or less, peacefully.
But ever since the ridiculously overdone voter fraud on November 3rd, November 4th, November 5th, November 6th and the forcing of Joe Biden into the White House, the gloves and masks have come off.
Evil may have a manicure and wear a bespoke suit but it suddenly feels free to show its true ugly face and shamelessly run rampant. Fake Pedodent Biden did that. He opened the floodgates. He made evil safe and comfortable. He is evil.
The charade of President Trump's second illegal impeachment trial is merely the current battlefield in the constant terrestrial war between Good and Evil.
Never have so many swear words been shouted on the floor of the Senate. Never!
Maryland's Democratic Senator Jamie Raskin left all the profanity unbleeped in the January 6th "evidence" video he presented to the Senate today as he kicked off the so-called "impeachment trial" of our duly re-elected and beloved President Trump. As Senator Raskin made a mockery of all things just, lawful and Constitutional, he left me so infuriated I was muttering some of those same words myself.
Thankfully, Jason Chaffetz kept his cool and tweeted this:
Hearing the false narrative, the concocted fake reality spewed by the Democrats was so painful and infuriating, in all honesty, I only listened to bits and pieces of today's Senate proceedings. But it was enough. Heck! It was way too much.
Oh, we know it well. That big beautiful blue Boeing 747-200B that ferried our beloved President Trump from MAGA rally to MAGA rally as he "whistle-stopped by Air Force One." Crowds of thousands waited patiently in rain and cold, cheering madly as that gleaming big bird approached the airport while RSBN's veteran reporter admitted to getting choked up every time it appeared on the horizon. I know just how he feels.
And this is the plane the MSM implied Joseph the Senile flew home to Delaware aboard on Friday. Fiddlesticks!
While I fully realize that every plane carrying the person currently dubbed "The President of the United States" is automatically designated as "Air Force One"....no. Just no.
To claim Biden rode on Air Force One...well, let me put it like this. Let's say one of our future Presidents is an eccentric who enjoys crop dusting on his weekends at Camp David. Calling his Cessna 188 AGwagon "Air Force One" would be like calling the plane Biden the Imposter took home to Delaware on Friday "Air Force One."
It's like comparing a humpback whale to a salmon. Just doesn't work! Semantics matter.
The MSM subtly played us for saps again!!! Their word is not impeccable.
There's an infuriating story from The Hiding Place in which Righteous Gentile, Corrie ten Boom, relates how her always-tell-the-truth niece betrayed the Jews she was hiding in her cellar because she valued telling the truth, even to Nazis, above protecting the precious people who had trusted her with their lives.
That chapter of The Hiding Place always made me furious.
Yes, lying is wrong. Yes, it's against the Ten Commandments. Yes, our word should be impeccable.
But when evil people demand information from us that we know they intend to use for evil...screw 'em!!! That's our cue to lie like rugs. General Michael Flynn did it so beautifully this morning, he should be our model.
On the one hand, I'm thrilled the White Hats are keeping OpSec right now. Silence should not be mistaken for inaction.
And on the other hand, I want to shake 'em until some information falls like ripe apples!! How's a girl supposed to keep a blog going with no juicy tidbits of information!?!
Since the Night of the Long Twitter Knives purge, my deliciously easy news source of in-the-know patriots on Twitter is gone. Overnight, the patriots with the juiciest tidbits were scattered to the cyber winds. Somehow I survived unscathed, slipping undetected under Twitter's radar. But in the third wave of the Diaspora, "finally they came for me" and both of my Twitter accounts were suspended for viewing too many Trump family accounts. Shucks darn!
Gleaning any info now is a painstaking process of bringing up 70+ URLs, one-at-a-time, morning and evening, hoping somebody has shared, photographed or videoed something...anything...of interest in D.C.
All I'm getting are crumbs. A few brave Citizen Journalists are snapping pics and taking videos on the streets of D. C. as well as purchasing meals for our soldiers, but neither the Digital Soldiers nor the Analog Soldiers know very much.
We're in a holding pattern. This is the deep breath before The Storm.
The contents of this article is basically just gossip — frenetic, disjointed and seemingly disconnected tidbits — but you're welcome to it. It's all I've got.
It's not often that several seemingly unrelated stories spanning sixty years click together perfectly like puzzle pieces to form a whole cohesive picture. But that's exactly what happened for this article. When that "click" happens, it's like discovering fire.
But before I jump into today's story, if you're one of those "This has been dunked" people, I cordially invite you to click off now and go watch CNN. If the last four years have taught us anything, it's that truth is most likely to be found under the label "thoroughly debunked" thanks to our desperately CYAing Mainstream Media. If you want to get away with evil, just be sure to have it "debunked" first.
Our story begins not with Donald Trump, as you'd assume, but rather in an underground Nazi supply depot in the Wehrmacht in 1945. In their retreat, the German army dynamited their own well-provisioned bunkers. On this particular occasion, six Germans were secretly helping themselves to the wine down in the depot when it was dynamited, trapping but not killing them in the depths of the bunker.
For six long years, they lived on the provisions in the caves. The food lasted, but the candles soon gave out and for years they lived in pitch darkness.
In 1951, the bunker was discovered and the two living survivors freed. One died of a massive heart attack the moment sunlight touched his skin. The other survivor disappeared, never to be heard from again, but their experience was immortalized in the movie, Le Blockhouse.
And this is where our story circles back to Donald Trump's war on human trafficking.
In a video shared by Before Its News, which I usually dismiss as "too out there," the narrator describes children rescued from deep underground facilities dying the instant their skin is exposed to sunlight. Having recently watched Le Blockhouse, my gut knew he was telling the truth and I wanted to know more.
My most pressing question is this: If 8 million children worldwide go missing each year, where are they!?! It must take a massive amount of square footage to house so many children for whatever horrific purpose they're being used for.
Now we have the answer: They were under our feet all the time, trapped uderground in Deep Underground Military Bases (DUMBs) like the German soldiers trapped in Le Blockhouse. (Details here:https://projectcamelot.org/underground_bases.html)
But it gets even weirder. Even more bizarre.
We should all have a Professor Kirkpatrick in our lives. He was the tutor who taught young C. S. Lewis to "clarify his terms." That old Scottish atheist taught the author of Mere Christianity how to think logically and strip away all assumptions to bare, naked fact. We should all be blessed with a Professor Kirkpatrick.
When you and I say, "America" we know what we mean. But there are other Americas on this blessed land and I'm just now starting to become aware of them. In this article, we're going to take the merest glimpse at them and attempt to "clarify" what we mean by the term "America."
This is the tale of three Americas.
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