Savoring The Salt


It is difficult to put into words the feelings and emotions I have been experiencing since late last night, much more so than describing my innermost thoughts over the past four years, many of which I have expressed here. Although unemployment has no doubt weakened my skills as a writer, I will do my best.

I don’t remember the last time I felt this good.

Some will sardonically suspect that this is due to the fact that for only the second time in my life, I voted in a presidential election, and saw my candidate lawfully elected in a landslide victory. But this is only a minor part of the euphoria.

I saw millions upon millions of my fellow Americans rise up at once and say, clearly and emphatically, enough is enough.

No more insults, no more destruction of our livelihoods, no more treating those of us who sincerely love our country and what it has given us as though we are virulent agents of terror. No more condescension from addlepated, incompetent figureheads. No more forced Marxist agendas and intentional division of our people. No more obfuscation of natural genders and disruption of the nuclear family unit. No more cancerous celebrity elitism, or demonic worship of vacuous pop stars.

No more.

Even though the festering trauma of the compromised 2020 election kept me awake and vigilant all night, eyes peeled for a repeat of the treasonous crimes willfully committed therein, I remained unwearied until well after the sun rose. The pride I felt in my countrymen was like a dose of Ecstasy. I literally shed tears of joy, for hours. I no longer felt alone, and helpless. Little by little, I glimpsed the blinding light of a bright future on the horizon. Not just for myself, but for my country. For the entire world. For everyone.

Many people will continue, out of misplaced pride and arrogance, to disbelieve that America was at the brink of her final exit. These are people who have intentionally mutated a political party into a death cult, a bulwark against natural order and progress, and a monument to their own fathomless greed and ignorance. These are monsters who burned billions of dollars on proxy wars in foreign countries while our cities drowned, innocent Americans became political prisoners, and rapists ran wild in our streets. These are degenerates who are so ill-bred, so selfish and inhuman, that they now threaten suicide at the cold realization that they can’t get their way.

Although they never will, it is for the betterment of our world that they follow through. Against the advice of my “better angels”, I hope they do. I truly, sincerely, hope that these semi-sentient slime molds put their money where their mouths are and kill themselves, in record numbers. It would be an easier path for them than self-improvement, which as we all know, is their Kryptonite.

How I wish their Nazi-commie fantasies were true, and that at this very moment, they would be loaded into concentration camps and systematically exterminated. But this of course would be playing into their sick victimization gambit, not to mention giving truth to their endless accusations of “fascism”, something they’ve only experienced in movies and video games.

Good people don’t suicide-bait over the results of an election. They don’t joke about murdering a president, or celebrate the suffering of those who don’t share their reductive politics. They don’t callously orchestrate the killing of animals and housepets, or order the invasion by violent criminals of neighborhoods far from their own safely gated communities. They don’t revel gleefully in demonic behaviors and customs, just to fuck with people they dislike. They don’t act like religions and traditions that existed long before them are a nuisance to be done away with. They don’t treat others like dangerous troglodytes simply because they were born male.

Right now, all over America, the bad people are letting you know who they are. They are shouting their evil from the rooftops, and cursing God, purely because they didn’t get their way. They know that no one likes a sore loser, or a tattletale, and they don’t care; they only want revenge, because they labor under the delusion that they are right, and we’re wrong. Not in ten lifetimes will they learn that they only exist here thanks to the rights granted by our forefathers. Gratitude is anathema to these worms. They burn with hatred at the fact that they were even born.

As they say, sunlight is the best disinfectant, so in the interest of excising these malignant tumors from the corpus of our beloved country, I’ll just present them to you as they are, without comment or judgment. You decide whether these are individuals with whom you can share a world.

Even knowing that these soulless abominations exist, I have never before been prouder of my country and her people. I’ve never felt more connected, or accepted for who I am as an individual and an American. I am humbled, awestruck, and overwhelmed with joy.

Now, the great work begins. Now, we rebuild, flourish, and prosper.

God bless us all.

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