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In Jan 6. 2021, a number of his myrmidons from all parts of the country converged to Washington to seize and squat the Capitol mansion following his seditious malarkeys, ending this country's long uneventful run and sending his grandest last-gasp gift to the master of Kremlin while leaving this country's every moment around the inauguration on tenterhooks. Back to nearly a century ago, in 1922, a similar myrmidon march toward Rome was launched by fascist initiator Mussolini in response to an unfavorable election outcome, the prelude to open up his autocratic time, while this capitol cabal only strummed out the freaked finale knelling his term's termination ------ all they acted out turned out to be merely a morbid and miserable mimicry of the former's crass clownery that have glutted all eyes with grimy garbage and garish gargoylism sickening every glance, all feelings with googolplex goblins and grave gloom stifling every breath and all tastes with gunky gorge and gruesome gurgitation turning every stomach. Unabated as exclamatory voices might remain among his voting base, he was largely disfavored, at least inside the politics, as many from both parties rebuked the incident and reproached his undeniable part in it, even his staunchest sycophants had to temporarily muffle consistent encomia with circumspect reticence or at most extenuating sophistry, signaling the omnipresent consensus of leaving him alone with a sharp demarcation. But had he been absolutely unaccompanied all along this spell? No, of course not so! It seemed that Putin was sitting next, one hand covering his own jaw to hide chuckling cheers, the other hand incessantly fiddling and poking his poodle's pedal-pressed pate in the same manner that a senior game sharper refixes a rakish angle for an already-conked out ruffian roulette, thinking aloud: Well done, old son! Well done, old son! Sure enough, that old son's both hands, too, were wielded into jobs by following the truest filial fidelity: One hand submitting the last-gasp gift to his master and the other setting as many snags as possible for the transition team. Although it might go partly as Merkel said: America will, as it should, in less than two weeks open a new chapter~~~~ it has still been a mixed blessing. After the new leadership swore into office, America does appear to have been rectifying misled ways and revitalizing tarnished worth, but that's far from enough.

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The Last 4 Years and the Coming Decade 4

In Jan 6. 2021, a number of his myrmidons from all parts of the country converged to Washington to seize and squat the Capitol mansion following his seditious malarkeys, ending this country's long uneventful run and sending his grandest last-gasp gift to the master of Kremlin while leaving this country's every moment around the inauguration on tenterhooks. Back to nearly a century ago, in 1922, a similar myrmidon march toward Rome was launched by fascist initiator Mussolini in response to an unfavorable election outcome, the prelude to open up his autocratic time, while this capitol cabal only strummed out the freaked finale knelling his term's termination ------ all they acted out turned out to be merely a morbid and miserable mimicry of the former's crass clownery that have glutted all eyes with grimy garbage and garish gargoylism sickening every glance, all feelings with googolplex goblins and grave gloom stifling every breath and all tastes with gunky gorge and gruesome gurgitation turning every stomach. Unabated as exclamatory voices might remain among his voting base, he was largely disfavored, at least inside the politics, as many from both parties rebuked the incident and reproached his undeniable part in it, even his staunchest sycophants had to temporarily muffle consistent encomia with circumspect reticence or at most extenuating sophistry, signaling the omnipresent consensus of leaving him alone with a sharp demarcation. But had he been absolutely unaccompanied all along this spell? No, of course not so! It seemed that Putin was sitting next, one hand covering his own jaw to hide chuckling cheers, the other hand incessantly fiddling and poking his poodle's pedal-pressed pate in the same manner that a senior game sharper refixes a rakish angle for an already-conked out ruffian roulette, thinking aloud: Well done, old son! Well done, old son! Sure enough, that old son's both hands, too, were wielded into jobs by following the truest filial fidelity: One hand submitting the last-gasp gift to his master and the other setting as many snags as possible for the transition team. Although it might go partly as Merkel said: America will, as it should, in less than two weeks open a new chapter~~~~ it has still been a mixed blessing. After the new leadership swore into office, America does appear to have been rectifying misled ways and revitalizing tarnished worth, but that's far from enough.