Battle Lines Are Drawn

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Welp.

Seems there’s an absolute war on the horizon.

Trump has quadrupled down on what the world believes are racist statements. He’s also told the rest of the Republican Party (which is unrecognizable now) to get in line...

...and they did.

McConnell, Graham, Hannity, Limbaugh, Kellyanne and Giuliani all fell in line.

They defended the indefensible.

Which brought us straight into the hell of a crazy day.

The house wanted to get it in the record that Donny is a racist.

They presented their argument and all the high-paid politicians argued about it all day.

Which is crazy to me!

That’s what they got out of bed to do. Argue. About something so stupid.

Is he or isn’t he a racist?

“I don’t have a racist bone in my body!” He yelled on Twitter.

When we have all watched him do one racist thing after another. It started with his ranting against Obama. Actually, it goes back to when they wouldn’t even think about renting to blacks.

“Go back to where you came from,” could be the title of a racist handbook.

But that might be exactly the point.

Rile up the base.

Find someone to fight before the election...

...and who among the red-hat wearing crowd likes the non-whites, right?

So, the battle lines are drawn.

How bad will it get?

“I’m waiting for him to just say the n-word at one of his rallies,” I said to one of my buddies.

Far-fetched?

It wouldn’t shock me.

The bar just keeps getting lower, and it’s now on the congressional record.

A censure for racist remarks.

Buckle up.

Gonna’ be a real mess!

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