I don’t sleep well under normal circumstances.
I typically enjoy a Manhattan or two when the day is done. My fiancee, Jessica, and I will catch an episode or two of Breaking Bad; then it is lights out in our apartment, the Atomic Bunker. That’s when the saturnalia in my cerebellum kicks on the lights, calls in the Big Top clowns, and BAM, it’s SHOWTIME!
What keeps me up usually? Perhaps I’ll pontificate about the potentially devasting effect one Confederate machine gun machine could have had at Pickett’s Charge. Or maybe I will stay up until 5:34 a.m. wondering how many cavemen roaming Michigan had to die of seizures before humanity learned not to eat yew berries.
FACT-O-RAMA! When growing up in Michigan, I once took my hamster, Fenore, outside. He filled his pouches with yew berries but thankfully didn’t eat them. #HamsterCatastropheAverted
But the thing that keeps my late-night noggin throbbin’ lately is, should this election go in the wrong direction, how my digestive tract will handle the moldy cabbage served to grubby-faced, recalcitrant patriots serving time in Kamala’s Reeducation Camp and Gift Shop.
DYSTOPY-O-RAMA! My nephew may someday wear a v-neck that reads, “My uncle went to Gulag-9 and all I got was this lousy t-shirt.”
Being the multi-media conservative figjam that I am, I suspect Kamala’s quod goons will delight in my cabbage-inspired gastrocolic carnage and will likely laughingly hand me 60-grit toilet paper. History’s victors decide what is and isn’t funny.
What kills me is that I know seemingly intelligent people who think my Thomas Paine-wannabe attempt to alert my fellow Americans that “The commies are coming” is nothing more than phantom flapdoodle.
“Relax, KDJ,” you might say. “We have a system to prevent tyranny. It’s called the Constitution. Have you ever heard of it? HAHAHA!”
What our “normal” friends can’t or won’t see is that the “system” has been hijacked by blue-haired apparatchiks who have spent their entire public school education and college being brainwashed to believe that patriots like us are evil hobgoblins who deserve the hoosegow or worse.
The Biden-Harris politburo has successfully dodged that annoying Constitution to get its way, or at least it’s tried and will try, try, again.
While the Democrats are going full Chicken Little about how Trump will imprison his political foes, they have not-so-suddenly been jailing bigwig Trump allies like Steve Bannon, Paul Mannafort, and Peter Navarro, to name a few,
PJ Media’s own Catherine Salgado has written about the persecution of pro-lifers sent to prison for daring to pray outside of abortion grinders.
Hellbound and Down 