Listen. Listen very carefully. Do you hear it? That moanful cry in the distance? That far off wail of anguish?
Brace yourself, because it's coming, oh yes, it's coming.
Trump is going to win the election and you are going to witness an emotional meltdown from the left. It will be the most intense, the most outlandish, the most mind-bogglingly insane display of raw emotion and street theater you've ever seen in your life. It won't be the Great Reset. It will be the Great Recount.
The evil queen bees of Black Lives Matter and their beta male followers will kick things off, faithfully following orders to riot, loot, and burn. They'll be joined by the ugly skanks and eunuchs of Antifa. Televisions will be taken, cosmetics will be confiscated, liquor will be liquidated, but not a single pair of work boots will be stolen.
Colleges across the country will be forced to set up emergency safe spaces, stocked with teddy bears, blankets, pacifiers, and hugs for their distraught students.
Professional sports will shut down due to protesting players. Schools will close. Leftist cities across the country from Los Angeles to Philadelphia will cease functioning due to union strikes and teachers taking to the street.
Democrat governors and mayors will order instant lockdowns of their states, cities, and towns to punish their citizens.
Hollywood celebrities will howl with indignity and threaten for the millionth time to leave the country.
The Twitter overload will be so massive, so gargantuan, the system will collapse.
The entire mainstream media will jump in with their usual outcry of manufactured outrage, only magnified by a million. You will see nothing - absolutely nothing - in the news cycle for days on end other than grown men and women crying, shrieking, and bawling like babies.
You'll hear calls to secede, calls to resist, calls to overthrow the government by the same people who just attempted their own overthrow of the government.
Sales of anti-depressants will skyrocket. Alcohol consumption will quadruple. Suicide hotlines will crash from the overflow of callers.
Misery loves company and you'll be pressured to join in. Dare to laugh or show a smile and you're apt to be attacked. Hang a flag on your window and it's liable to be met with a rock. Show your face anywhere in public without a hangdog look and a tear in your eye and you'll be forced to run for cover. This is one time when it might actually make sense to wear a mask.
The uproar will be loud and long. You'll hear from the fake conservatives, those not-so-hidden traitors; you'll hear from the controlled opposition pundits, those wolves in sheep clothing; you'll hear from leaders around the globe who have sold out their own people for their thirty pieces of silver.
Keep the faith through it all. It's up to good people, such as yourself, to help those in need, to keep America great, and to combat the forces of darkness that surround us. Without you, President Trump can do very little. With you, he can move mountains.
Don't think this is the end of it. On the contrary, it's only the beginning. There remains much work to be done. But for a few days at least, enjoy the show. Pat yourself on the back for a job well done. It's going to be quite a ride. Get your popcorn ready.