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I am near death from my sleep circus, and maybe my fully-dressed two giant cups of essence of Clint Eastwood coffee will finally let me sleep, but I've decided to share it with you before I drop [carefully] into my bed.
1st, we have J. Edgar Hoover B finally deciding some pieces of shit agents deserve to be fired. We are aware that this might be merely a feint, you know, a way to worsen his next failure for us.
2nd, we have independent investigative journalists beating the pants off both legacy media and legacy deep state LEOs. Yes, I don't think any of 'em have been arrested yet, and think I only wish they will be arrested, but I am at least eased enough by my imagination here.
And, 3rd, I'd like to be out in Hank's mancave with him loading magazines like Scrooge McDuck counting his filthy lucre... because...
WE WANT OUR COUNTRY BACK THAT MUCH.
pipe up any time....
