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The Trump Hand
What Do I Think of the 2016 Presidential Erection?
© 2016 James LaFond
OCT/17/16
Numerous readers have asked me this and I will answer it in two parts, in this, The Trump Hand and in The White Dragon.
Okay, we have this brutal bitch with seven bodies in her wake, wanting the key to the largest military machine in human history. There is a symbiosis to that—it fits. I do not object to the Wicked Witch of the Left as Gorgon Queen of the Neo-Con Machine as a natural progression of our deeply evil, feminized society.
On the other hand, and it appears to be an oft-scented hand, we have the shady, aggressive, graceless, obnoxious businessman, who is an outsider, who is not part of the postmodern Oligarchy of the Vile. If not for his alleged propensity to grab vagina instead of fawningly worshipping the matriarchy, Trump [1] might have a chance at temporarily resuscitating the vast, evil, collective beast that owns me, so that it might have a final feel good moment in the sun.
Look, it’s the beast that owns me, so to hell with it. Let the Demon Queen ride this festering canker of a nation into the abyss that has yawned to swallow every previous nation.
I have two overall thoughts before I get to the importance of Trump as a man.
1. America always gets the president She deserves. As a female construct, America the Bitch should be equally well served by a spiteful dyke or a rough-handed pimp.
2. In my lifetime the U.S. presidential choice has always been between the lesser of two evils. The only good president I recall was Reagan, and to get in he sold his soul to the Neo-Cons and brought us an unbroken foreign policy dedicated to generating domestic terrorism and foreign construction contracts.
The only thing of importance to come from this comedy about our best man and best woman [Think about this. These are supposed to be our best!] is The Trump Hand. I spoke with a young man I coach and he told me that three young paleface acquaintances of his, after hearing of Trump’s rather one-dimensional, to the point, dating technique, each committed an unsolicited grabbing of the vagina! In each case the woman loved it! As an advocate of paleface reproduction and of eventually returning palefaces to their native habitat, I am moved to wonder, “Win or lose, could The Trump Hand mark the beginning of a new age, when palefaces actually reproduced with their women, rather than worshipping them as a sterile collective goddess of judgment?
PS: Yesterday I saw the first Baltimore City Trump sign in Parkville, right on the City line. It rode atop a flagpole, beneath which fluttered a pirate flag!
The Trump Hand!
Notes
1. Note that I am not afraid to use his name, yet will never utter the name of the Gorgon Queen as it might summon one of her minions to my door.
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B     Oct 17, 2016

Seven bodies?

You're an optimist.

I call them President Camacho (after the president in Idiocracy, which you should definitely watch if you haven't already) and Nurse Ratchet.

As for grabbing the pussy, I didn't know that there was any other viable male dating technique in the current market.

I, of course, married an innocent girl in an arranged marriage after repenting. But before that, I lived in Rome and did as the Romans (better than the Romans.)

If you don't grab it, how do they know you want it? What, are you supposed to stare longingly and recite Shakespearean sonnets at them?
Jeremy Bentham     Oct 17, 2016

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