Trump marched into West Virginia, with his made in China MAGA hats and Flags, stood on the stage to chants of “lock her up, lock her up” His belly oozing over his made in China suit with his tie looking like a noose hanging from his neck, smirking that orange grin, bouncing his head as if he were a bobble doll on the dashboard of a car, Trump felt like the Preacher man, as if he was about to deliver a sermon from the mount. Sitting around him with just enough Black people in sight, (most likely told them they would be deported to another state if they did not cooperate), were the citizens of West Virginia rooting, cheering, hooting and hollering…but for the wrong team.
So Trump wants to bring back clean coal…he wants to pollute the landscape in the air, the soil and the rivers! No need for an explanation about the long lingering effects of carbon-based poison, nope, just promises that more jobs will be created…not jobs for the 21st, or 22nd centuries, but the kind go job your Grand Pap died from and the kind of jobs which made all of your Grand Pap’s kin either suffer a slow painful type of death or just left them with a slow painful kind of life.
The crowd went crazy happy when anyone mentioned a Democrat. No one even gave a thought that the Democrats voted for Affordable Healthcare, for home-delivered meals, for healthy meals in school, for that matter any meal program in school. As the crowd chanted “lock her up, lock her up,” none of them realized that a bunch of criminals all associated and working for Trump were being locked up.
The West Virginia Cult had no idea that as they kissed the ass of a man who could give one shit about anyone sitting in the audience, their entire future was about to last as long a fruit fly. Dad goes to mines, digs that coal gets coal dust in his lungs, mom can’t really find a job cause she has three kids to take care of, because there are no Planned Parenthood centers to help with family planning. The kids go to school, if they are lucky, the ones in hollows and hills, have some Cheerio’s drenched in Monsanto poison spray, they may go to school with a few pieces of fruit washing in the runoff water from some cool mill or butcher mill. Dad, starts to feel ill, but he has to work, can’t afford a good doctor, mom tries her best, but the Community College closed down, and there are no courses offered to teach computers or any of that Liberal Tech stuff. The kids, if lucky grow up but unemployment is really high. The state ain’t gonna help out, cause that is socialism). Some of the family survives, some die, some live a painful life, some only live cause it's too painful to die. But Trump is the GUY, who cares for the little person, and as long as he says so, and the Baptist Preacher down the lane says so, all is well.
The crowd in West Virginia went wild on Tuesday, August 21, 2018, as Trump and his West Virginia Republican puppets were planning a pre-meditated murder for a bunch of too stubborn to believe in the truth Americans!
