15 September 2016

Reading the Tea Leaves (political post)

OK, team - been a minute but time for me to do a little political tea reading.

If you have not been in a cryostasis tube on your way to a teeth intensive visit to an alien world, you've heard of Hillary "Never tell the damn truth" Clinton's health issues.

For the record: The Crazed American is completely NON-PARTISAN.  F--k 'em both.  I will NOT VOTE FOR EITHER OF THESE TWO CLOWNS.

If she, like a lot of the "Alt-Right" (Read Alex "DOOM is nigh, buy my diet supplements and neutraceuticals" Jones) is correct and she and her campaign are lying about her health and she does have some sort of chronic neurological condition or trauma, and there is some evidence of it (seizures, some of her unexplainable reactions, coughing fits, her handler with what looks to be like some sort of diazepam pen, and the whole DNC contingency plan), then it is obviously exacerbated by stress.

I cannot fathom the stress of having to compete against, much less debate someone like Donald "I'm not bothered by facts" Trump.

If you think there is some for of criminal conspiracy to keep Hillary's health a secret, then the sheer level of dealing with DJT's bullshit would send you over the edge.  Long story short is this:  if she is truly healthy, as her camp says she is, no worries, the debates will be merely a sad commentary on the train-wreck that is American Politics, and a road-map of lies the politicians will tell each other and the electorate.  Then points against the conspiracy folks.

But, when confronted with the bombast and attitude of "let's not let facts cloud the issue" attitude of Trump, what would be the reaction, pray tell if Clinton was to have a seizure from stress, on stage, on TV?

So in the debates, upon advice, he'll push her, confront her, trying to ratchet the stress level up.  It'll get her flustered, off balance.  If she does have some form of neurological condition, that'll be a perfect storm.  Stress, bright lights, fatigue from campaigning, crazy bullshit from the person on stage with her.

Imagine the optics of Trump rushing over to catch a falling, ill old lady.  He'll be quietly noble.  He'll be the closest person to her. He'll be the first person to tell the American Public that we should come together and pray for her speedy recovery, because there will literally be a microphone and a dozen TV cameras putting the whole thing out, live in full HD.  Then we'll have a **Shudder** President Donald J Trump, and I will prepare for an apocalypse.


Or, if she really is healthy, and just had a brief bout of pneumonia, then the debates will allow me to be an asshole non-partisan, grumbling into the whiskey that I will be drinking those nights.  Then we might have a President Hillary R Clinton, and I will prepare for an apocalypse, more distant, but still probable.

I hope she's healthy.  I want the debates to happen, unmarred.  I want the parties to be politically bloodied by this.  Let them spew their bullshit.  People are waking up.

Crazed American, out.