To write or not to write

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The debate.  Disappointing on all fronts.  From the candidates, their answers, their disposition, everything was a disappointment.  The moderators were a disappointed.  I am thankful ABC decided to stream the debate so I could see it since we don't have TV service.  All I really want to say is America is sick.  Our institutions are corrupt - or at the very least the people occupying these institutions are corrupt and they should all be burned to the ground and be given a do over.  Every single one of them.  Every sector in the government apparatus.  Every agency.  Every department.  THey're all ROTTEN.  It's disappointing what "this" has become.  A steamy, hot mess.

It was amusing to see ABC news brag on their awards and accomplishments and highlight the talking heads.  I don't see unbiased journalists.  I see agents of propaganda.  Talking heads operating with an agenda.  Or, what the New World Order likes to call bias.  Operatives.

Every single one of them is trash.  George Stephanapolis, Michael Strahan, Robin Roberts, Whoopi Goldberg.  Joy Behar.  THey're all pieces of shit.  High on the social ladder.  These are people with influence.  They think they know it all.  They think they're right.  They think anyone who disagrees with them is flawed.  The are well paid pieces of garbage.  Employed to shape perception.  To guide society.

Kamala Harris is a product of their work.  A product of mainstream media's work.  How do you take the person who was once lowest polling presidential candidate and four years later she's what america needs.  The chosen one.  A new generation of leader.  A fraud.  The candidate who was installed.  The candidate who did not earn a single primary vote.  A candidate who was not the incumbent.  Like what the hell?!?!

Donald Trump's schtick is getting long in the tooth.  Shut up already.  

This country deserves the leadership it gets and the rest of us are doomed..




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