Inauguration day!

Today is a momentous day in American history, the inauguration of its first Fake President, a senile old man with a Hooker-in-Waiting to assume his position. Stunning.

Brought to you by the Democrat Socialist Party.

But instead of focusing on that sad fact, let us take five minutes to appreciate an American treasure, the brilliant Thomas Sowell, and look at his rise from poverty in North Carolina to where he shines today at the Hoover Institution at Stanford University.

Sowell is a Truth-Teller. And he tells some good ones here.

Were he a white man, he would have been long since “canceled” for blasphemy, so who says being black in today’s America is a disadvantage? Quite the contrary.

Ask Barry Obama.

Now let us observe a minute of silence in honor of a once-great nation. And remember that:

Democracy Dies in Darkness.

The great Nigel Farage and I see eye to eye.

Snowflake melt

ANYONE WHO ventures beyond the regressive, internet dumps of Huffpost, Salon, Slate, Politico, etc., has grown accustomed to seeing left-wing lunatics blubbering over the Brave New World of Donald J. Trump.

These people, who are known as snowflakes due to their propensity to melt down, are hilarious to watch.

Here’s one from yesterday. Enjoy!

I imagine that after regaining a measure of composure, this young alleged woman stood up to bust more car windows in the name of LGTBPDQ Rights and “Free Palestine!”

Adiós, Barry

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Pantywaist on wheels. Good grief!

THE NATIONAL embarrassment is over. Barry’s out. Let us praise the Goddess for this overdue gift.

The worst president in American history, inexplicably left in the Oval Office for eight numbing years, is gone.

Have there been other presidents equally incompetent? Yes. But there has not been one in modern times, in this world made small by dangerous technology.

Barack Hussein Obama won the presidency for just one reason: In spite of being mulatto, he passed for black in these politically correct times. And enough people swooned.

They swooned so heavily that Barry won the reputation for eloquence, which was a total myth. Without a teleprompter, his speeches were slow, wooden, passionless.

I won’t detail his sins. There aren’t enough gigabytes. The swooners don’t see them, and the rest of us already know them. The curious can see a good list by rereading my post from last March entitled Trump: the Reaction.

And now we have Donald Trump. America goes from one extreme to the other. The next four — or perhaps even eight — years will be interesting.

Hold onto your sombrero.

And now, America the Beautiful: