Our Victory

First my apologies for not showing up here over the last few days.  I was working the phone here for the Trump campaign calling “non affiliated” registered voters.  Also I have been real active over at Gold is Money 2 forum, a place I have posted too since 2006.  A few of us there stayed up all night posting results as they came in. Yeah it was good. Now I want to share this poem from Sundance over at The Last Refuge Blog.  Hope y’all enjoy.

Today seems like a good day to repost this. At the end I’ll let you in on a little open secret.

Enough

Listen my children and you shall hear
Of the consequence of a plan held dear.
Through the days of October, in Twenty-Sixteen;
Hardly a man remains to be seen
Who remembers those famous days that year.

One man gave voice to corruptions’ removal
With steadfast admonishment despite their refusal;
Held the Q-beam aloft and lighted their ruse
A billionaire walked in the average mans shoes.
Elitists decried the demands to step down
As the rallies continued in village and town;
Admonished and more they were labeled deplorable
Yet the strong brilliant faces were simply adorable.

“How dare you to challenge”, snooty voices decried
Staying strong in the falsehood, retaining their lie;
Looming faces returned were both stoic and bold
“Is that all you have” the firm patriots told.

A weaponized congress, an unchecked regime
Continuing hard with their pillage and scheme;
“How dare you to challenge”, they shouted yet louder
Ignoring their place and their fate from dry powder.
“No longer your House”, their words seemed to scream
Forgetting their stewardship of America’s dream.

The horizon soon filled with a most monstrous sight,
A trumpeters call was heard all through the night.
Beyond scale, beyond scope, was the size of the crew
An unwashed arrival in plain well-worn shoe;
“Who can these folks be” the elitist’s decried,
These faces, these creatures, attacking our pride.
“Did you tell them their place is not ever near here?”
One well cultured leader remarkably sneered;
How dare they advance, this vulgarian team –
How dare they to challenge our most glorious scheme.

Yet advance they continued, the patriots all
Through the door, down the course and throughout DC’s mall;
“There are simply too many”, the palace guards fret,
Seeming silly not to notice the foregrounds Trump jet.
“Call Ryan, or McConnell, Ms. Pelosi or Reid”,
These vulgarian hordes are dismounting their steed;
“We cannot let them stay”, a gulping voice muttered,
“Well then you tell them that”, a retreating voice stuttered.

As the voters soon swarmed through the well marbled halls,
The scope of indulgence left no-one enthralled;
Outrageous expenses turn stares into rage,
We’ve paid for a theater complete with a stage?
The silver adornments, mahogany desks, the visual sense of comeuppance expressed.
How hoighty and arrogant the inhabitants became,
Oblivious all to the sense of their shame.
This grandiose mess is just why we are here,
Spending on foolishness, yet how you sneer.

Indeed you may spite us, and hate our appearance,
But our livelihood’s effort demands your adherence.
When you dismiss our values, amid all your spending
You leave us no option, than to take over the mending.
When you contract our soil to the nations that hate,
It is our call to arms that controls our own fate.
When you sell out our efforts, then line your own pocket
We will move using recourse, and put your ass on the docket.

When you ignore us so much that you lie and you steal,
We will show up writ large and then force a repeal.
When your Jonathan Gruber can scheme with a grin,
Don’t blame us for arriving, that’s just where we begin.
If you think for a moment our resolve isn’t strong
Consider our leader, you’ll soon know you are wrong.

Trump’s not the teleprompter tactician with prose,
He’s our glorious bastard who thinks on his toes.
Our leader may not be refined, or PC,
But for many of us, well, he’s just like me.
A man never wanting to run for these stakes,
Is just the right sort who can deal with you snakes.

We wouldn’t be here if you’d just done your jobs,
And stopped being a bunch of industrious snobs.
Your DC led schemes have our nation a mess
She’s embattled, worn out and fraught with distress.
Because of your efforts she’s tattered and torn,
But one man has stood up to respond to the horn.

Donald Trump isn’t perfect, oh he’s far from that place,
But nobody else is as right in this race.
There’s another thing known about our candidate true,
It’s that none is more openly Red White and Blue.

Trump might not be the one who we needed before,
But Lord knows we need him – right now, even more.

~Sundance

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Here’s a little insider something for those who have been with us all along; and perhaps for those who are just now realizing what has taken place.

The reality is:  Donald Trump was our Tea Party candidate.  Go back and look at the platform, it’s identical to the platform of the original Tea Party (small government, fiscal conservatism, Main Street not Wall Street, and strong immigration controls/enforcement).

Donald Trump is now our President Elect.

For those who haven’t followed politics closely, you might not remember who the real nemesis has been behind the scenes for the past seven years.  His name is Tom Donohue, the President of the U.S. Chamber of Commerce.

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Back in 2010 Donohue made it his personal mission to destroy the Tea Party because we represented an existential threat to his Wall Street scheme.  Donohue usurped the American electorate through a scheme he developed with the GOPe, specifically withSenate Majority leader Mitch McConnell.

Important:  READ THIS Part Iand thenREAD THIS Part II 

After our overwhelming victory in 2010, the GOPe/Wall Street created the plan outlined above in those two parts.  Their financial expenditures, in combination with the Citizens United SCOTUS decision, meant common sense conservatives were outgunned and needed a way to work around their machinations.

The media made the name “Tea Party” seem like a toxic label, and many various elected TP officials joined the ranks of the establishment.

Enter, the Rebel Alliance with a new strategy.  If we couldn’t defeat their numbers in the legislative branch, the grassroots needed to work around their blockade and put the emphasis on the top of the power pyramid, the executive branch.

The media hasn’t actually realized this yet, but in all of the important aspects that matter, Donald Trump is the Tea Party President.

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4 thoughts on “Our Victory”

  1. Good poem. I have been silently following over at GIM2. You a r spot on with your analysis at the end. Lord forgive me, if I’m wrong about that little smile that develops when I meet a social justice warrior crying about the outcome.

    Personally, I think the hildabeast did indeed game the system. I think Trump won the popular as well. No, I have no proof. But I think the voters showed up in such numbers that even the rigged game couldn’t win it for her. I don’t think the vote was even close in reality.

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    1. I personally believe that they skimmed off 10% of the vote (in the large city’s) plus adding many illegal votes. (three million and counting)

      If they raise a ruckus near the EC vote they will bring out the to million illegals then.

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