Another New Low

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James Comey may be solely responsible for this mess as he interfered in the 2016 election by pulling a stunt that destroyed Hillary Clinton.

Over email bullshit.

Doesn’t that seem funny to everyone now as we’re being robbed blind by the current administration?? They’re committing crimes every day.

Anyhow, back to today.

Comey has been indicted for a 2nd time - the first one was immediately dismissed.

His HUGE crime?

He wrote ‘86-47’ in seashells and posted it on twitter.

Seriously.

He was arrested for that!

In America…

…where we are free to…

…to what?

How much longer before they come after some guy for calling a politician a fat, orange, lying pedophile criminal in a blog?

Can’t be much longer, right?

‘86’ is a term used in the restaurant business for get rid of a meal.

‘47’ is the number of presidents there have been if you’re actually counting #45 and #47.

I don’t think either should count as he’s done absolutely nothing for anyone except himself…

…but okay.

‘86 - 47’

Can loosely be translated to:

“Get rid of Shitler”

That’s a crime????

And shooting a protester in the face as she smiled at you before attempting to drive away?

Or shooting another protester who went to the aid of a woman pushed to the ground by ICE?

Those people actually MURDERED people, and weren’t charged.

They stopped the investigation.

The investigation into the circumstances around the night when someone shot the ear off the political candidate (it has since grown back) was halted.

Seriously.

That is not being investigated (I wonder why).

But sending out a tweet begging the world to get rid of what has amounted to be a colossal pile of shit…

…is a crime?

Another new low.

Hold your breath.

It’s gonna’ get worse.

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