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I Am Jealous of Donald Trump

There! I’ve admitted it!

You are probably surprised and puzzled by this admission.

You can’t understand why any man would be jealous of him.

But the special reason for my jealousy may be important.

I can’t identify with somebody who owns yachts or art masterpieces. Most people are jealous of Trump because he has things which would obviously be other men’s dreams come true.

But I’ve never had any of these things, and so they are not real to me. What is real to me is something I can identify with:

Donald Trump is knee-deep in hard ball politics, and he is having a BALL!

This I can identify with.

And Trump’s joy is one side of the most obvious difference between the Trump campaign and the Clinton campaign.

It was obvious to even the most casual person watching the campaign that Hillary Clinton was miserable the whole time, while Trump had a ball the whole way.

In fact, the one time I saw Hillary actually looking a bit happy was in incidental shots of her while she was giving her concession speech.

For me, throughout the campaign, I saw Hillary as a picture of misery, fury, and anger.

But Trump obviously had a ball the whole time. Instead of being upset at all the insults and putdowns, I got the impression that when a reporter was attacking him, he just wished that particular standard and packaged mouth for the establishment would just FINISH his insult so Trump could get back into action.

I am jealous because I never came anywhere near owning a yacht or having millions of dollar and cars, but the joy Trump has in this campaign is something I HAVE experienced.

And I miss those times big time.

I was a workaholic. Like other addictions, workaholism is often fatal, and mine ended in a breakdown and disability. But that doesn’t keep the drunk from missing his bottle or the workaholic from missing his desk.

I hope any disrespect will be forgiven, but Trump at an interview is like that happiest of all animals, a dog that is waiting for the next ball or stick to be thrown.

He is bright eyed, bushy tailed, and LOVING IT.

Take a quick cutback to look at Hillary at interviews, where the reporters were totally and openly on her side.

You saw another eager doggy back when I was called into my boss’s office. He had two senior staffers just on his personal staff when he hired me.

At the end there both of them were gone and I was heading full tilt into a breakdown. When my boss John took over a head of Republican staff on the Education and Labor Committee, the head of that staff said to John, “Do you realize that you have two offices on the Committee for Bob, plus a staff under him, plus the desk in your office?”

There are people like me who are almost killed by workaholism. But there are those, like my boss and Trump, who thrive on it, who can barely live without it.

When reporters ask Trump a question, he has staff he knows how to use to find out what he needs to know about it. Hillary was more like an A student she carried unbelievable amounts of information around in her head, the sort of information that impresses the hell out of the press.

But that’s not the way you run a railroad. Trump knows exactly where he will get the information and whom he will assign it to.

And he’s a-rarin’ to go!

Hillary can impress the Eternal Sophomores who shout and scream at the Marxists religious revivals Jon Stewart holds.

The Soviet Union was run that way when Lenin took over. The result was about a hundred million deaths around the world and poverty and REAL starvation for decades.

Trump is a real man who can’t wait to take over a real country.

He does not have my fatal weaknesses and he wants to take over as much as I did.

Lord I ENVY him!

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Some Necessary and Immediate “I Told You So’s”

Apparently nobody else is EVER going to notice them, so let me throw in some “I told you so’s”.

First of all, my honored friend David Duke resurrected his serious political career.

As usual, this important fact was only mentioned in the Establishment Press by insulting Dr. Duke. It was announced as “good news” that, though Trump won the presidency, Dr. Duke did not come nearly as close to winning top level office as he did before.

The United States Government spent over fourteen million dollars to get Dr. Duke into Federal prison. This was done to ruin his political prospects.

So the real story is that even after that gigantic effort to destroy him, that here he is again.

But you don’t get anywhere in the elite media by telling the real story.

The real story is also Duke’s campaign became effective when he allowed his followers to use the simple truth: “Diversity” is White Genocide.

His late start was due entirely to his waiting too long to get to the real story, the real truth:

White genocide.

He finally used the advice of a professional, me, instead of joining in with the old pro-whites in yelling how lowah clahss telling the truth would make the old pro-whites look.

I understand this. David laid low on attacks on my slogan because he is much closer to the old pro-white elite than I am.

That’s not surprising. I cannot think of any person living who has been more habitually denounced by the old pro-white elite than I have. But he STILL didn’t contact me.

So it was another example of the fact that even when you switch to using his advice, Bob Whitaker, is still summa cum untouchable.

But I’m used to that. I can do with the persona non grata bit if you will just USE my professional strategy.  The big point is that that mistake cost Dr. Duke what could have been a stunning comeback instead of just a good one.

Another point no one is apparently going to mention until I do is that the electorate is different when it is split into more than two parts.

It is historically very, very unusual for the next president to have a minority of the popular vote.

But it is scarcely mentioned, though I have been talking about some such a split as making the difference for over six months.

The danger is that, whatever causes this don’t speak of Bob complex, this election shows the very split in the electorate I tried to warn about. It will be there next election. It is now part of political reality. Is avoiding Bob really worth simply ignoring the basic new political reality?

I get the creepy feeling that, for many of the Luncheoneers, no price is too high for avoiding BUGSERS and Bob.

I am just not that important, gang!

Also a couple more points which apparently will be totally unnoticed by BUGSERS or anti-BUGSERS,  just to get the important point over with so we can get back to celebrity farts.

BOTH of the Lunchocrat spots made by Jared were IMMEDIATELY denounced by Trump himself.

My own White Genocide spots were retweeted by Mr. Trump and he has not looked back.

Dave went with the Lunchocrats too long, old friends or not.

The bottom line is that, yes, this sold

 

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Keeping the Yool Kool

The path to becoming a BUGSER is very, very tricky.

It is also almost invisible.

The guy who gets all the notice always has perfectly combed hair, not just in the latest style, but in the LATEST style.

LATEST latest style.

The guy or girl who exercises real power over your future and your children’s lives forgot he HAS hair about two o’clock that morning as his third cup of forgotten coffee sits in its third redundant cup.

His salary is at LEAST hundred grand less then Mr. Latest Style’s. His face is very familiar to the public, one of these you see all the time but can’t put a name to.

If you are a reporter and you want to know what one half of the political spin is, coast to coast, you do what you always did:

You go to Mr. Latest Style. He will hand you your Latest Exclusive.

You fill in the blanks and go home.

Mr. Forgotten Hair will go to talk to some other Barber Challenged types and gets on with the process that will end with The Latest Insider Surprise to be handed to the “journalist” by the Latest Hair.

Somewhere in this chain all this Original Thinking will be one who does his hair without giving a damn, though everybody seen with him had better know the latest to the minute.

As to income, this gentleman gets whatever looks best.

As you damned well knew before you saw this article.

BUGSER read my opinions. But not one BUGSER has asked me what my Yule or Christmas statement on the stunning Election Day may be.

They have also not asked me anything about male hair styles.

BUGSERS have also failed to beg me to have lunch with them.

We are concentrating on what the Latest Exclusive will be in a few weeks.

In our society, that will never make you rich or famous.

But SOMEBODY’s gotta do it.

 

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Watch Pence

In 1980, Reagan had the nomination. Reagan Republicans became cuckservatives. Over the next few months the media simply gave attention to those they wanted to take over the Republican Party.

By the “Gee whiz, I’m so DUMB!” measuring stick, really dumb, truly pliable Republicans became Lunchioneers.  photo lunch.jpg

Establishment types that cuckservatives had worshiped from afar began inviting these mere peasants to Lunch, those worshiping dog-eyed conservatives who went to LUNCH, yes, Holy Lunch Itself, with Their Worshipful Selves.

Bill Buckley was in Paradise, and there was no limit on what he would do to keep his Lunchioneer Status.

And in any case, Reagan like Goldwater had handed the Republican Party back to its Natural Masters if they let him borrow it for eight years.

For the Lunchioneers, 1988 was a different Era.

Lunchioneers were finding out who was farting in public NOW, so they could sell the story NOW.

Everybody wants Immediate Reactions they can SELL NOW.

Which Celebrity farted and do you have a photo and will they be seen HAVING LUNCH with you?

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September 14, 1814

Over 202 years ago at Fort McHenry, Baltimore, a question was posed:

“O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?”  photo fortmchenry.jpg

Through the following two centuries at critical junctures the answer was always the same as that which resounded when Francis Scott Key awoke that morning to pen that stirring query. Yes, it yet waved.

On Election Day, November 8, 2016 the nation again faced a fierce battle. For days the lügenpresse threw every verbal, audio and video bomb that anti-Whites have in a well stocked arsenal of incendiaries at candidate Donald Trump who dared to assert a rank heresy that White people have the right to exist. The contest was fierce and many a foul lawless tactic was employed to demoralize Whites. The lines held.

It is morning now, and through the lies and slanders clouding the air, if you look inward into your heart you will see that with God’s blessing that the flag is still there.

Trump’s winning issue was White Identity. It was his weapon of victory. His atomic bomb. His B-45 fleet. It was what stormed the beaches for him.

This must be hammered home. He nodded a platitude this way; he winked at the Other that way; but, he always returned to the theme of the interests of the White working class. This path to victory cannot be overemphasized. It must be driven home to all ambitious politicians.

A battle, a glorious battle, has been won. Still the war is raging. Expect the foes of our race to redouble their efforts to Genocide the White race. Anti-Whites never rest. BUGSERS must be equally persistent. No backsliding. No resting on laurels. Load Mantras. Keep firing.

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