Tuesday, January 1, 2019

Go ahead, Elizabeth Warren, make Trump’s day!

It’s official — the fake Indian has tossed her war bonnet into the ring. She wants to be the next Great White Father.
For many moons, we have known that this announcement about her “exploratory committee” was coming. But still, the timing does seem a bit inauspicious.
I mean, New Year’s Eve? Since buffalo roamed the plains, most braves and squaws spend-um New Year’s Eve stocking their teepees and wigwams with firewater and cold crab omelet, or sending out smoke signals looking for papoose-sitters for the festivities.
In other words, nobody’s paying attention to the news. But maybe that’s part of the fake Indian’s strategy, considering that her core constituencies — the pampered pukes at the Times and the Globe — have already told her to go take her act on the political Trail of Tears.
This recent disdain for her in the gated communities and doorman buildings of the alt-left media is why she tried to smoke the peace pipe with Bernie Sanders, after scalping him in 2016 with her non-endorsement. All her remaining acolytes in the “press” are still on the war path about the ancient Brooklynite — notice how many stories about their prickly rivalry mentioned Bernie’s age (77) but not hers (69).
As she did last fall when she proudly announced that she might possibly perhaps maybe be 1/1024th Peruvian, the fake Indian made her announcement via a video. Sadly, footage of my Indian war whoop of 2016 was not included in this new one.
Read the rest from Howie Carr HERE.

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