Thanks I had abandoned coverage, but saw your comment on close up views, and raced back arriving just in time to hear that scrotum-tightening declaration that Michelle Obama is a man. (LMAO) Thanks for comms.

Holy jumped up bawl-headed palomino, what a time this is! What a fierce and glorious hour! There is a great wind of freedom blowing through the land again. A man feels he might burst with the sheer brute joy of being alive in it.

Can you believe these times we are living in—this tremendous, shouting contrast to the foul, pathetic, embarrassing flatulent stink of less than two years ago? We are blessed, we are lucky beyond all measuring to stand here and taste this hour.

J1D, I am not tired of winning yet. The victories come pouring down thicker than hair on a dog’s ass, and still I howl for more.

A little while ago America lay upon her deathbed, vast and stricken, with a black grief tearing at the nation’s heart, and our hearts. Hope had almost died. There was nothing left but a faint desperate prayer that God's miracle would save us . And now—Thank You Jesus!—that terrible burden has been lifted. The weight is gone. America is back!

The road to full recovery is long and hard and lonely, but we know which way the wind lies, and our spirits—our deathless, hungry, American spirits—are revived at last, singing, and alive.