Treason - Part Two

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Well, it worked the first time!

Now we’re looking for dirt on Biden.

If any nation has garbage, send it to the attention of the ‘Orange Treason Weasel’.

What are we doing????

Inviting others into our elections?

Threatening, bribing and extorting.

Evidently there was a whistleblower.

His/Her identity is supposed to be kept private, but they’re blaming the ‘Democrat’ party.

Oh and fake news.

And people believe that!!!

What really happened is that the IG, who was appointed by Trump, and who’s job tasks him to find corruption and criminality, reviewed the whistleblower complaint and found it to have merit.

Congress is then supposed to receive that information, and they are supposed to have oversight.

So that NO ONE IS ABOVE THE LAW!

Not a single damn thing is working!

It’s a banana republic!!

The whistleblower did what he is supposed to do. So did the IG.

And then it all stopped there.

Because the president thinks he’s king and the attorney general believes that his job is to run interference so that the president can commit as many crimes as he wants.

Fake news??

There are people listening in on the calls.

There are transcripts!

We have heard that money was held back and 8 times Trump threatened to withhold money unless his political opponent was investigated.

Clinton was impeached.

Nixon was impeached.

This dude is committing 5 impeachable crimes a week.

He’s blaming the FBI.

Blaming the media.

He tells other world leaders that every other president other than him was dumb.

Now there are troops going to Saudi Arabia to defend their interests!

They financed 9/11!!!!

What in the hell are we doing???

Is our country on the brink here?

Impeach him.

Imprison him.

Stop this.

In Trump world everyone is lying except him. All our American institutions are corrupt.

He’s not!

Believe him.

We haven’t seen his grades. He is suing to keep the world from seeing his taxes. He’s stealing money hand over fist, and every damn person who is rooting for him...

...takes his word for it!!

What happened to us?

I don’t know, but if we don’t stop it soon there won’t be anything left.

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