SharpieGate Rides Again! Why Did Kelly Dixon of Maricopa Demand Markers for Election Day Fraud and then Delete Her Twitter Profile!?
Her LinkedIn profile fairly bulges with glowing recommendations. She is, to all appearances, the most dedicated and professional of Human Resource experts.
So why did Kelly Dixon (@kellycanhire), the Maricopa County Elections Recruitment and Training Assistant Director, order election workers to hand out ballpoint pens from 10/23 through 11/2 and then suddenly switch to MARKERS on Election Day?
Why, oh why!?! And why did she delete her Twitter account around 10:50 a.m. CST today when it all came to light!? (Don't worry. I've got the screenshots!)
In 1953, the House Un-American Activities Committee unearthed a disturbing fact: Lucille Ball was a member of the Communist Party. This revelation came only two years into the I Love Lucy phenomenon that besotted Americans simply called "The Show." Now the future of The Show and Lucille Ball's hard-won career hung by a thread.
As it turns out, Lucy was no more Communist than you or I. As a young woman, she'd signed a Communist Party card to please her beloved grandfather who became a Communist after he lost his entire life's savings in a court battle after a freak accident left a neighbor child paralyzed. It was enough for the FBI to keep a file on her.
Still, The Show must go on. Desi Arnaz handled the situation beautifully. In the first I Love Lucy episode taped after Lucy's Communist link hit the headlines, he introduced her to the studio audience as, "And the only thing red about her is her hair, and that isn't even real." Lucy ran out on stage and bowed, ran to the other side of the stage and bowed. There was thunderous applause and Americans love Lucy to this day.
So why did I tell you that story?
This is a rant. Plain and simple. If I don't rant here, I'll burst a blood vessel because I don't have President Trump's grace and patience. Within the first five seconds of the Trump Town Hall hosted by Savannah Guthrie, I was using words that would make a sailor blush.
Please tell me I'm not the only one.
In yet another example of Trump-debating-and-beating-the-Moderator, the Mainstream Media culminated a week of doing every possible thing to silence any anti-Biden news with this charade of a Town Hall.
How exactly is that supposed to serve the Democratic ticket!?!
Don't they know that a martyr is more attractive, not less?
On the rare occasions I got to watch TV growing up, I always begged for a few extra minutes after Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood ended. The show that followed as always PBS's Film du Jour and the film of the day was always Life with Father starring William Powell.
I loved it when William Powell exploded, "Why did God make so many dumb fools and Democrats?!". That was my first clue that politics is damned funny!
His name was Protagoras. He taught the Art of Debate in Ancient Greece from approximately 481-411 B.C. and is still regarded as the Father of the Debate. "One can imagine an Athenian father wondering why he was laying out all those drachmas only to end up with a son who argued with him at dinner," writes Frank McCall.
In the United States, the tradition of political debate goes back to a punishing series of seven, count 'em, seven debates Abraham Lincoln and his challenger, Senator Stephen Douglas, undertook in 1858. This started our lively tradition of political debates undertaken by choice but not actually required by law nor the Constitution.
The debates are intended to sway voters who might be on the fence...though how anyone could be on the fence, especially during this election, is beyond me and mine!
Growing up the daughter of a Political Science major, the Presidential Debates were the highlight of our lives every four years.
And every four years, my parents' faces would droop with disappointment as every Republican candidate failed to hit their opponent where it hurt. As they politely ignored their opponent's scandals, my parents would say in disgust, "The Republicans are just too damn gentlemanly."
Now we know, that wasn't true at all.
They were RINOs! Republican In Name Only.
They were on the same team as their opponent. George H. W. Bush (of mistress Jennifer Fitzgerald and Boys Town infamy) proved that when he called Bill Clinton, "my son" and George W. Bush referred to Hillary Clinton as, "my sister-in-law."
When I heard that, it reminded me of that famous quote from the 1954 movie A Star is Born. "If you'll be kind enough to glance between my shoulder blades...you'll find there a knife. On its handle are your initials."
The knife was between our shoulder blades. Whoever we voted for, whoever won, nothing much ever changed. We were duped. Played for saps.
Enter Donald Trump.
Joe Biden's not the only who gaffes. I mean, it could happen to anyone. Personally, I'm prone to the odd spoonerism...right words, wrong order.
In February 2018, Nancy Pelosi filibustered for eight hours and seven minutes in 4" heels on behalf of The Dreamers. While I admire her bladder control, it got me wondering what else she's had to say.
Turns out, she's had some real doozies. It was Nancy Pelosi who brought us this unforgettable beauty:
Minnesota Nice? Orwellian Governor Walz Blames "Racism" for Failure of his Surprise CASPER At-Home Blood and Saliva Sampling
Hear that? It's the Twilight Zone music playing softly in the background because they're here-ere. Surprise, unsolicited, undesired at-home blood and saliva sampling courtesy of Minnesota's Governor Walz of "rock and cow" infamy.
Or rather, they were here. No sooner had the task forces begun ringing doorbells, but Governor Walz called off his Orwellian henchmen claiming we Minnesotans were racist and threatening his Community Assessment for Public Health Emergency Response teams. CASPER, for short. Catchy, ain't it.
Did I mention he's up for re-election in 2022?
Brilliant campaign move.
As soon as Donald Trump clinched the Presidential Nomination in 2016, that's when it all started.
Trump vs Mental Health
Somehow it was assumed that Trump (and his supporters) could never be pro-Mental Health.
On Psychology Today, who has approached me to join their team, there are tens of thousands of articles about President Trump and I've yet to find a positive one.
In August of 2016, the founder of PsychCentral labeled Trump, "the consummate American bullshit artist" and further proceeded to insult every Trump Supporter on PsychCentral by saying, "the American people will buy any line of B.S."
Having learned that their boss hated Trump, all the other PsychCentral psychologists, therapists and bloggers felt free to clamber aboard, gleefully bashing Trump in their articles.
Save one: me.
Here's what I've wanted to know since 2016: When did caring about Mental Health supposedly become the sole province of Liberals?
When did supporting Mental Health and supporting Donald Trump become mutually exclusive?
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