FRAUD

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What is amazing about this time line is that it is all playing out so slowly with the whole world acting as if they’re shocked by the revelations against the Orange dude.

He’s been a fraud since the 1980’s.

Anyone paying even a tiny bit of attention understood that.

Problem being, too many people, millions of them, wanted him to be something other than what we all KNEW, deep down, what he was.

Was never a billionaire.

Was never a brilliant businessman.

Was never smart.

Was always a Russian asset.

He offered simplistic, ridiculous solutions to complex problems and fed all the worst fears and anger that any of us could possibly harbor.

And if any of those statements anger you…

…you still aren’t paying attention.

Immediately following the amazing revelation that he lied to get bank loans - about 250 pages of evidence against him and his evil spawn - there was a massive fundraising email sent to all the MAGA followers.

“I need your help to stop this political witch hunt.”

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

The grift continues.

Ask yourself:

“Why would this billionaire need me to send him $50 for his criminal defense fund?”

Then ask yourself:

“Why is he under suspicion for stealing classified documents?”

 “Why are they accusing him of starting an insurrection to overthrow the government based on election lies that he told when he lost by millions of votes?”

“Why did he pay $25 million for a fraud case regarding Trump University?”

“Why did such a wealthy man bankrupt casinos?”

“Why did such a manly man get busted paying off a porn star?”

“Why did the Royal Family not invite him to the Queen’s funeral?”

“Why are all the people he hired going to jail?” 

The ones not going to jail flipped on him and now he tells you how stupid they were.

One last thing to ask yourself.

“How did someone, with such limited intellect, zero appeal as a compassionate person, and someone who has zero faith in God above, has never been seen doing anything nice for anyone - even his own children - who doesn’t even own a dog!

How did he fool you?

Somewhere along the line you will have to answer that question.

Or will we all just suddenly stop mentioning him?

Who knows…

…but yesterday was a bad day for him and that family of criminals.

I hope today and tomorrow are worse.

Don’t send him any more money.

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