Just over a week ago, an indisputable miracle occurred. It is an absurdity that President Trump survived the assassination attempt. It was clearly a conspiracy against him and he should be dead.

When President Trump survived, I spent at least 72 hours completely convinced that nothing can stop what is coming, even an AR15 at close range. When rumors of Biden's demise emerged, I was even for confident.

Then, when Heels Up became the apparent nominee, I was even more confident.

A couple fake polls drop, a couple fake articles a couple lame as videos, and the fact that The Dude dodged a bullet has faded. "They're going to steal it again" my wife exclaimed and I found myself dooming.

It's stupid and lame. Something beautiful is happening here and wasting time dooming is quite foolish.