Hunter S. Tomcat: A feral journey through the overflowing litterbox of American Politics.
Hunter S. Tomcat: A feral journey through the overflowing litterbox of American Politics.
The old adage that “truth is the first casualty of war” rings truer than ever in this theatre of the absurd, where every scandal is a means to an end and the end is the complete and utter degradation of the American ethos.
They’ve been ensnared by a grifter who knows how to push the buttons of their deepest insecurities, making them believe that their salvation lies in the hands of a man who would sell them out for a cheap buck and a fleeting headline.
Biden’s resignation, though it might seem like a capitulation, could be framed as a tactical retreat in the face of overwhelming odds.
The specter of genocide and chaos is not a distant nightmare but a present danger, lurking in the rhetoric of Donald Trump who has learned from the darkest corners of global tyranny.
The FOP’s endorsement of a felonious figure like Trump is not just a betrayal of its own mandate but a license for mayhem — a dangerous game where the rules have been rewritten by the hand of self-serving madness.
Fast forward to today, and Bush, that once-cocky defender of the so-called “War on Terror,” now finds himself in the curious position of not endorsing any presidential candidate.