Welcome To The Global Party

 
The reaction to last night's debate came as expected.

All this hand wringing about how we got here. The elitists know exactly how we got here. The only thing disgraceful about the debate was former news guru Bob Schieffer's comments post-debate labeling it "disgraceful."

Schiffer is less relevant now than when he was shilling of the his elite government buddies. Then there's the writers with the double and triple chins who concoct the Wall Street Journal's Opinion page. These Neanderthals are fretting about someone looking presidential when the globe is about a half a nuclear block away from WW III.

Not to mention Hillary's potty mouth: "Get that fuckin' dog out of here!" Schieffer disdained those women with a "supposed" connection to Hillary's husband. Apparently, Schieffer doesn't count too well in his old age. One of those ladies received an $800,000 connection from the presidential looking former president. You can see Willy Boy clearly recalls. One of Willy Boy's boyhood idols reportedly was JFK. Now we know why.

                                                

The Journal writers try to justify their point with another half truth--"Trump's Last Stand." Not everyone knows about Billy Boy's cigar thrusting escapades. A whole new generation of voters since has hit the scene. Then the writer pens this gem. "Democrats know how to do opposition research, and Mr. Trump's past is an opponent's field of dreams." Wow! Such brilliance. That must mean Hillary's nearly 30-year abortion is cleaner than a big cat's tooth.

What's pissing these political spelunkers off is Trump didn't come crawling to them asking for their archaic advice. Enter Paul Ryan, a guy who is semi-amicable at being dull. He's a guy who's likely swallowed too much Wisconsin cedar growing up. He resembles someone with a bad case of  decision constipation which makes him a perfect candidate for what he does--nothing.

We'll bypass the list of other so-called defectors the Journal spends so much ink chewing their crude over except to say, Arizona Senator McCain had threatened to write-in the name "of some good conservative Republican." That is, if John boy could ever identify one. Asking him to define conservative is like asking a blind man to describe the head of a camel.

These are nasty times and there little to be gained trying to gloss over it. The Grand Old bromide-laden party the Wall Street Journal crowd longs for is crusty, obsolete and bankrupt. And the criminal-infested Democrat party is even worse. Just as bankrupt and boring.

And, yes, people are starting to get it. It's head-rolling time and this election, whoever the hand picked winner, is just the start. Welcome to the global party.