I’m just a cat and cats are curious.
My curiosity woke me from a deep cat nap the other day and I started to wonder who this Q guy is, and why low IQ Americans worship and obey him as if he were a revival tent show traveling southern preacher man - not unlike the orange guy. Who coincidentally drags his sons along with him when he’s on tour proselytizing? The revivalist families of old.
A drugged Junior offers his testimony, followed by ‘special child’ Eric. Ivanka and Kimberly dance as the stolen Laura Branigan song ‘Gloria’ blasts over the loudspeakers.
My search started, appropriately enough, at one of these Trump revival meetings
The first step was to study the crowd. There was no mistaking them.
Clearly MAGAts. I noticed they all looked alike and had similar body shapes - both the men and women as well as the ragamuffins they had brought (dragged) with them. Apparently, their parents could not afford to leave them with a sitter. Instead, they used the money to purchase Trump paraphernalia.
They were barely literate, and I assumed that whoever was holding sway over them was similarly equipped.
And that’s when it dawned on me…