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Rich People, You're Welcome.

I'm tired of the election mess too, so bear with me.  Hopefully this will be the last time I write about something political for a while but I had to touch on this one.

Donald Trump watched the election with the rest of the country but unlike the rest of us, he flipped the fuck out... I mean even more than before.

The Donald concluded that America was over and that we needed a revolution because we democratically elected President Obama and nobody even bothered to steal Florida.

The problem was that Trump neglected to see that a status quo election is an election that keeps the rich getting paid at the same ridiculous rate that they have been for centuries.  A real problem would have been if Romney would have won.

Corporate America is the power behind the throne.  The second it decides to take the throne, all of their dirt becomes public and people might realize what kind of monster we are dealing with.

If Mitt would have won, it would have been a victory for superpacs and corporate media.  All of the major news outlets are corporate controlled but only the G.O.P. has a pure propaganda network: Fox News.  The local news often borders on democratic incompetence with its lack of tackling the issues, but it isn't piping in scewed views of everything with the purpose of shaping American reasoning.

Here is the problem I have with this entire misinformation network.  It will destroy American Democracy; not because it confuses the electorate but because these right wing policies work to create too many poor people supporting too few of the rich.

Short history lesson: that has been the impetus for tons of downfalls through world history.  Cuba, France, Spain, England and China all had the same problem.  Poor people looked around and realized that the shit wasn't fair.  Don't think that it couldn't happen here.  The Tea Party is mad now just because they aren't rich enough.  Imagine what those people are going to think when they are actually broke.  You think people are mad about other people on welfare?  Wait until their the ones waiting for their checks on the 1st. 

The greed of the rich is going to kill them if it goes unchecked.  Maybe Trump realizes this and is really playing a savvy game where he pretends to be outraged while he is really swimming in a Scrooge McDuck style vault every night.  Just in case he's not joking, I would like to say "You're Welcome" from the American electorate.  See you in 4 years.... Hilary 2016!!!!!!!

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