A Keebler Elf, minus his white robe and white hood, a small man not only in stature, but in ethics and standards, who found himself encased in a mighty amount of self induced perjury, stands in front of a crowd of Conservative college students, enjoying the chants, the rousing chants, similar to those from the Nazi youth of the bygone days of Berlin of, “Lock her up, lock her up” The her, being Hillary Clinton, still scary enough as being too savvy and strong an individual for a tepid, and inept Trump, but just the necessary scapegoat to ignore eery treasonable offense and action taken by Jeff Sessions and Donald Trump.
Walking, with the posture of an inmate whose legs are chained with shackles, whose backbone has been curved and bent by each new deal the Devil had to offer, lacking any self confidence, his eyes only looking at the ground, and of course as a chained pet might, watching with a slight turn of the head to see where his master is tugging the leash, Trump ambles into a room of reporters and press, waits for his owner to dash upon the stage, then follows suit, of course bowing his head for permission to trip upon the one step leading to the stage. Trump inhales, not too deep as there is very little space in his lungs for oxygen because of all the slime from sinister breath is clogging his lungs. This time, at the suggestion of his powerful puppet master, Putin, Trump moves his jaws to that smirk, that shit eating smirk, nods his head, then his brain finally kicking in, grins large fish like oval looking mask, and thinks…good idea, lets give the Russians access to all of my enemies, all of those who actually can speak truth and justice, and have Putin “lock ‘em up, lock ‘em up”
Paul Ryan, that Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious spineless puppet of the Mercer/Koch/DeVos Christian Nationalists Movement, always one to pooh-pooh away any real issues, and never one to agree to aid those in need of assistance, unless it IS, of course, his NEED for assistance, plays the “what me worry game’, and without ever moving his lips, but if you watch close enough moving the teeny tiny strings attached to his one backbone, pretends that treason, anarchy, money laundering, and lying are signs of paranoid immigrants, and not true Americans, who understand that having a strong, victorious, leader like Putin is what makes America Great. Paul Ryan, the EVER so clever douchebag, with his eyes almost slit shut so he really doesn’t have to look you in the eyes, most demons have little ability to do so, says Trump was just trolling the ex-National Security professionals by announcing they may lose their security clearances. In a nonverbal manner, which Paul Ryan has become known for, he too has just shouted, “lock ‘em up, lock ‘em up!’
Immigrant kids are still orphaned or spending every waking moment crying for their parents. Families in Flint are still drinking lead. The Americans living in Puerto Rico are still one thunderstorm away from NO clean anything. Health care is becoming more expensive, and pre-existing conditions soon to be a death sentence. Women are being told the Vagina will always belong to Jesus. Self-loathing white people, without any knowledge, or intelligence, but with the permission of a bully named Trump feel entitled to demean, dismiss and destroy the lives of anyone deemed not them. And the November midterm, supposedly a way out of this Banana Republic created the mess we are in, are coming up, and not one fucking thing worth of democracy has been put in place to keep our nation safe. And yet, all we still hear is, lock’ 'em up lock em up…but the ones who own the keys to the jails are the ones shouting the loudest.
