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Former Cameron County Judge Carlos Cascos told the media that he supported Donald Trump for reelection. He didn't like the way Trump talked the talked, but he liked the way he walked the walked. Almost 400,000 are dead from Trump's incompetency and indifference. Millions of jobs have been lost. Innumerable Americans are living in poverty.

Cascos liked the way he walked the walked. Then Cascos must have been intoxicated because Trump was weaving and stumbling down the street. As a consequence, we have paid the price for a man drunk with power sitting behind the wheel. We have suffered a head-on collision.

What has happened to all the other Trumpsters who used to appear here on social media to praise the king who wore no clothes? Are you using this blue norther to excuse yourselves from making public appearances, let alone public statements?

In our present state it's safe to pronounce that the Trump sympathizers don't dare say he has made American great again. When exactly was America great? During the Roaring Twenties between two world wars and prior to the Depression? After WWII when Jim Crow ruled the South? Before Vietnam? America was never great? Trump would have had a more authentic message if he had said let's make the Dallas Cowboys great again.

You don't hear anything from the Trumpsters these days on The Murphy Report's Facebook page. Thankfully, we don't hear Trump exploiting social media anymore with one lie after another, his mendacious mentality culminating in him inspiring an armed insurrection to deny Joe Biden the presidency and reward himself with a second term for his seditious plot.

Where are you, Trumpsters? What new lies is Fox News feeding you that you accept as the truth? What fresh conspiracy theories are rotting your ignorant minds? Is there any credible scenario in which we can blame Antifa for the destruction and the deaths? Isn't there anyone brave enough to say that the elections were rigged in Georgia in order to give the Democrats control of the Senate? Isn't it possible that Melania has remained faithful to her Eastern European roots and is taking orders from the Kremlin and poor Donald is a puppet manipulated by her pussy?

The Trumpsters took to the streets to exact justice and left puddles of blood in their wake. There was never any evidence of widespread fraud to flip the final results, but from Trump threatening the Georgia Secretary of States to produce 12,000 illegal votes to deliver him the state recorded on tape to Trump railing in front of The White House captured on video to his crazed rednecks that they must march down Pennsylvania Avenue to the U.S. Capitol Building to reclaim the nation, there is black-and-white evidence to convict a dictatorial and delusional madman to prison that only those who have gouged out their eyes in order not to face reality refuse to see.

It is not over. There has been a call to arms by Trump's militias. They plan attacks on Washington D.C. and state capitols. Nobody has forgotten Timothy McVeigh and the Oklahoma bombing or the many murders executed by White Nationalists. They walk the walk. They let their weapons talk the talk. Their threats are not empty words. Nothing would give them more fulfillment than bringing down our government. As ludicrous as it may sound, they are crazier than Trump. 

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