Blue Votes Matter! All votes don’t matter, mind you, just
blue ones. At least in a contested election and after the fact. It’s truly
remarkable the percentage of votes dead people and non-citizens cast for
Democrats as opposed to Republicans. And now, lawyers for Democratic Senator
Bill Nelson have filed a
federal lawsuit that claims Florida is disenfranchising voters by not counting
mail-in ballots it received after Election
Day, even though state law requires all mail ballots to be received by the
time the polls close, which was 7 p.m. on November 6th. But most
Democrats believe the law is only for chumps and Republicans to obey…as if
there was a difference.
You can almost see the thought
bubble above the heads of Brenda Snipes and the sleazy liberal lawyers: “Came
into the country illegally? Fine. Step right into the voting booth, my friend.
Sent your vote in days late? No problem, we’ll get it counted anyway. Screw the
wishes of actual citizens acting within the law. Let’s just count votes in
perpetuity, since we know all of them will be for our side, except for the few
we threw in to make it look legit, hehe!”
Antifa, illegal immigrants,
Democratic election supervisors, and liberal lawyers all pay no price—or are
actually rewarded— for breaking the law with impunity. Why the hell should the
rest of us pay any attention to it? And, by-the-way, I want my vote to be counted in German
elections…and those to determine the Chief Dogcatcher in the Macedonian town of
Bogdanci. I’d like to be a member of Israel’s Knesset, too.
It appears that an employee of Avis
Car Rentals Fort Lauderdale location discovered two boxes, apparently
containing ballots belonging to Brenda Snipes office, in the trunk of a rental
car that a member of Snipes’ organization had returned Sunday night, days after
the election. Ironically, shortly thereafter, the airport was closed down due
to an alleged bomb threat, preventing GOP representatives and journalists from
witnessing the handling of the alleged votes. I don’t know about you, but I
hate that when that happens.
Oddly enough, thousands of votes
have been “discovered” in Georgia long after the polls closed as well, the vast
majority of them going for Democrat Stacey Abrams in that state’s gubernatorial
race. Rumor has it that the “Ballot of Billy the Kid” was counted—for Abrams,
of course—as was that of everyone else, dead or alive, real or imagined, after
polling places closed.
In
Arizona, Kirsten Sinema “defeated” Martha McSally, after McSally was ahead for
most of the counting. But, really, why wouldn’t a Taliban-supporting ignorant
air-head like Sinema defeat a fellow woman who served her own country as a fighter-pilot and who has a working familiarity
with logic and reason? Maybe some voters got confused and wrote in Sally McMartha.
In any
case, Republicans’ advantage across the South is diminishing rapidly, and will
certainly be gone in the next few years due to demographic changes alone. “Blue
Bayou” will soon be a reality instead of just a song title. The life is being
progressively squeezed out of the American republic, and so it turns bluer and
bluer.
And, if
progressive candidates don’t get enough votes to win fairly on Election Day,
their aiders and abettors will simply “find” more votes…somewhere out there…in
the vast, endless swamp.
I felt so bad I had a worried mind
I was so bitter all the time
Since I left my sanity behind
On Blue Bayou
I was so bitter all the time
Since I left my sanity behind
On Blue Bayou
Gonna try to steal power again
Others' beliefs we will cleanse
So we’ll all feel superior again
On Blue Bayou
Others' beliefs we will cleanse
So we’ll all feel superior again
On Blue Bayou
Creating ballots, committing crimes
Working ‘til the sun don't shine
Looking forward to happier times
On Blue Bayou
Working ‘til the sun don't shine
Looking forward to happier times
On Blue Bayou
We’ll stab your back today
Come what may
In Blue Bayou
Where the truth is spun
And the world is mine
On Blue Bayou
Come what may
In Blue Bayou
Where the truth is spun
And the world is mine
On Blue Bayou
Where we fish for votes
And blame other folks
‘Cuz we so love to see
That familiar surprise
In their sleepy eyes
Oh, how happy we be
Oh, that ballot of mine
Won’t be cast aside
We’ll be winning soon
You can’t turn the tide
Won’t be cast aside
We’ll be winning soon
You can’t turn the tide
As I tweeted today
Gonna take away
The votes I dislike
‘Cause It’s you we’ll screw
Until our dreams come true
On Blue, Blue Bayou!
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