A living hellish nightmare

A living hellish nightmare... only just began early today November 6th, 2024, when my eyes frightfully espied glaring headlines bespoke horror conjured, portended and yielded worse fate than being gratefully dead after the polls tallied up the votes beaming none other than pudgy hugely crass blimp as the forty seventh president of the United States of America. Before delving into worse case scenario regarding the candidate, who clinched the nomination as commander in chief with special thanks to Elon Musk (despite being an engineering genius) for amply funded inimical, maniacal, and radical antithetical, egotistical, and heretical verbal incursion, and character assassination videre licet concerning democratic opponent boosting drek fueling horrible jibes, no surprise after the got ballots counted decreeing the overstuffed ego freezer who will now occupy the White House at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NW, Washington, DC 20500, subsequently, I posit thee with a very obvious rhetorical question. Members of the House and Senate met in the House Chamber to conduct the official count of electoral votes. The Vice President of the United States, as President of the Senate, presided over the count in a strictly ministerial manner and announces the results of the vote. Now after imp of the pervert amassed 270 electoral votes and declared the avowed winner while he blissfully gobbled his favorite meal consisting of Two Big Macs, Two Fillet-o-Fish sandwiches, a large Fry and a diet Coke courtesy being heavy duty patron and keeping McDonald's patriarchal company financially afloat Now dear reader, you ought to be able, eager, ready, and willing to participate in an after the fact easy to answer guessing game? Here goes. Who can legitimately flaunt the law... and get away with murder scot-free? Only someone christened Donald John Trump the 45th President of the United States: he escaped being (even minimally) penalized of countless crimes: any other American would be prosecuted found guilty, and subsequently sentenced (courtesy strong arm of the law witnessing guilty party and his merry contra band of accomplices dealt harsh consequences) to years of hard labor. As a law abiding citizen, I decry how legally nomenclatured, qualified, schooled, and trained professionals handled him with kid gloves as if he happened to be the Messiah. Analogous to some rabid animal, the mean mien pitbull disposition of Donald Trump witnesses him foaming at the mouth during his barnstorming, campaigning, doxing, et cetera vituperation. The next four long years will witness wrecking ball obliterating the foundations constituting complex edifice housing sacred tracts fundamental documented blueprints linkedin with ancillary trappings servicing nasty and brutish gall, where no logic can ex spleen with pride and prejudice exhibiting absolute zero gentlemanly sense and sensibility.