You may not have seen this particular little drama, but it ranks up there with Zippy and Joe the Plumber. It's starting to make the rounds, as it's quite the little slice of life.
You all remember those moments when Brandon would take an accusatory tone toward Fake News when they asked him a real question.
C'mon, man, gimme a break.
This is better. True ambush journalism, only it's the people, one woman, ambushing one of the sleazier politicos of our time. He thought he was Emperor of California. And his reaction is classic Lurch, of the "Do you know who I am" mantra, when one of the peons defied him. Only she is having none of it.
And why not? She's just lost her home, her santum sanctorum, the place where she made love to her husband, raised her kids, spent Christmases, watched the years pass with a sweet sadness, where she would spend her final days. And now it's gone.
And she's mad as Hell and somebody's going to pay.
The story goes, in the middle of WWII, the SS announced that the Jewish husbands of Gentile women would be sent to concentration camps. Word got out and said Gentile women showed up at SS HQ in Berlin to protest.
En masse.
Hitler's war had already taken their fathers, brothers, uncles, and probably more than a few sons. This was the last straw.
As you might imagine, the policy was dropped.
This is the same thing. This is the sound of rebellion. This is why Trump won.
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