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Turns out he’s pretty much like what you’d figured him to be: big-hearted, friendly, funny, and genuine. He’s the kind of man proles love not necessarily because he’s one of them (although he is in some ways) but because he has a down to earth, relaxed, unpretentious, cheerfully combative demeanor that resonates with proles. He’s masculine, in other words.

Based on an insider tip, an Independent Journal Review reporter managed to gain entry to an unannounced private dinner at the Trump Hotel in Washington, DC, that was attended by President Trump and others in his inner circle. No media were invited to nor informed of the dinner; this reporter had access to Trump when his guard was down, which makes for a very rare glimpse of Trump the President when he’s out of the media spotlight enjoying the company of friends.

8:17 PM: Without any announcement or indication, President Trump enters the hotel lobby which bears his name, flanked on all sides by the Secret Service. Shock and astonishment fill the guests in the room. The woman next to me screams “Is it him? It’s really him! Oh my God! This is like a dream!” Trump is rushed by fans in the lobby as he makes his way to the steakhouse. Secret Service makes a barrier for him, and the President waves and shakes hands on his way. The young crew are the first in line. Also waiting in line as the President arrives is Nigel Farage.

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One woman shouts at him “Donald, it’s my birthday!” Trump stops and says “Happy birthday,” as he hugs the elated woman. “How about a birthday present? Let’s take a photo,” he says to her, afterward telling the woman she looks very young and has great skin.

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8:30 PM: Trump leaves the Tillersons to their date night and heads back to his table. I get ahead of him and squeeze in one question, asking the President if he will be attending the White House Correspondents’ Dinner this year. “No,” he says with a smirk, “You like that?” The crowd around me cheers in agreement as Trump sits down with his party.

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8:45 PM: Trump is served his entree. According to a waiter, who wished to remain anonymous:

“The President ordered a well-done steak. An aged New York strip. He ate it with catsup as he always does. The sides and appetizers on the table were shared. Three jumbo shrimp cocktails were delivered before the meal. At one point, the President looked at his watch and remarked ”They are filming ‘Saturday Night Live’ right now. Can’t wait to see what they are gonna do to me this week.“ It was hard to serve him because he is so funny and relaxed, it makes you laugh.”

Trump talks jovially with his guests for the next two hours. His iconic hand motions fill the space as dinner is served.

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10:14 PM: Trump and his party get up to leave. The president is stopped momentarily for selfies and handshakes. discreetly, Trump can be seen handing cash to one of the latino busboys for his table. The president handed the young man a $100 bill.

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The President exits the restaurant and addresses a long line of adoring visitors waiting for him in the hotel lobby.

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Still no hoverhand.

They say the Office changes the man. I say Trump will change the Office. And not a moment too soon.

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The leftoid legacy media (LLM) will never report fairly on Trump’s good deeds and bigly heart, so you’ll have to come here, to the Chateau, for the Authentic News.

I’ll assume everyone reading here has seen the YT video of PRESIDENT TRUMP’S live press conference, in which he perforated the usual suspects — rogue Derp Staters and the defanged and deteriorated shitlib media — with a rhetorical howitzer aimed calmly and even humorously at his targets.

As great as that Trump appearance could be fairly judged, there was an even better, and more important, video of him shot on the same day.

That appearance was Trump’s signing ceremony with WV coal miners, keeping his promise to roll back a burdensome and redundant Gay Mulatto regulation. It was an emotionally reverberating reminder of Trump’s big heart and why Heritage America loves him as their own.

Trump has a genuine and sincere common man’s touch. He may be a billionaire playboy President, but his heart is good ol’ boy and his soul salt of the earth. He’s a man’s man and a lady’s man without the hoverhand, a Vince McMahon-schooled showman and now the true leader of a revolution we may not deserve, but need more than ever. PBUT.

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On the subject of Trump’s speaking style, as I wrote on Gab (@Heartiste):

My thoughts on Trump the extemporaneous speaker:
Not a master rhetorician.
Leaves killer points on the table too often.
Can veer off on tangents.

And none of that matters.
Why?
Because the man has balls.
BIG FUCKING BALLS THE SIZE OF BOULDERS.
That’s all it takes.
All it’s ever taken.
Balls.

And one more thing….candor. Balls & candor. The two are often seen together.

“L. C.” objects,

Your wisdom is showing! Yet, as I agree with most of what you say, I must add that Trump is a master of one-liners, a RETORTICIAN if not a rhetorician as when I heard him say “low-life leakers” I burst out with laughter and enjoy his refreshing CANDOR.

L. C. is absolutely right. My complaints about Trump’s speaking style were in fact “backhanded insults”, meaning they were really praise. Trump’s lack of polish is his great strength; he’s candid, earthy, and funny, and that resonates with Americans even if it bugs snobby, conniving Acela elites. “Retortician”. I like it.

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One thing I have noticed (as has reader DoBA) is the incredible amount of hysterical bile flung at Trump by has-been ex-sluts, spinsters, cougars, and bitterbitch skanks whose salad days are receding in the rearview mirror. DoBA:

Re: Louise Mensch.

A lot of people don’t like Trump, but I’ve noticed a pattern in that the people who truly seem to DESPISE him with an obsessive fervor all seem to be aged ex-sluts. Examples among women I know: An old “rock club” slut who used to fuck metal bands passing through town; a former college friend who fucked almost the whole dorm hall and several professors; and the town slut who not only fucked but *dated* her high school bio teacher, then went on to be in countless wet t-shirt contests.

I could give more examples, but these are the most glaring. Why? Because they especially took offense to Trump’s pussy-grabbing comment. That’s right — the very women who were the first to actually get their tits out in their teens and twenties are now indignant in their forties that a man (OMG!) would actually talk about sex. Imagine that. How rude!

There has to be some weird psychological thing going on here. Resentment? Loss of power? Lack of control over the sexual market? All of the above?

I have three theories to explain the psychological motivations of ex-slut hatred of Trump (and by extension, hatred of Trumperica and its people).

  1. Shame. Ex-sluts have to carry the burden of their sluttery and no matter how much they put on a brave grrlpower face, they HATE HATE HATE to be reminded that they joyfully acquiesced to alpha men like a young Trump using their youthful bodies for fleeting pleasures of the flesh and of the peak femininity.
  2. The Wall. Ex-sluts try to ignore The Wall and their inevitable sex and romance-destroying impact with it. As with the shame of their sexual histories, ex-sluts don’t like reminders of their rapidly coalescing sexual (and marital) worthlessness. Trump’s well-known ALPHA MALE ENTITLEMENT in the company of younger hotter tighter women, and his implied DISAVOWAL of spending romantic effort on older women, is a constant needle under the skin of aging beauties for whom Trump is the visual embodiment of every man they secretly desire but can now no longer attract.
  3. Social ostracism. Fact is, if Trumperica is realized in all its feminism-jettisoning, patriarchy-recovering glory, sluts and spinsters will have a hard go of it, especially in the marital market. A nation of beta males energized with a renewed masculinity and healthy male prerogative will feel less inclined to suck up to low value women or, worse, settle for them out of a misplaced sense of lack of options which have heretofore been drilled into their heads by the man-hating shrikegeist. Trumperica means the end of beta male thirst, at least as it is practiced today under the rules of our degenerate matriarchy: in public, with ostentatiousness and self-defeating white knight earnestness. The drying up of the beta male thirst pool will mean, blessedly, less attention lavished on fading cock hop stars by any man but the most desperately indiscriminate blacks. Ex-sluts will feel this social demotion in their bones, and they fight against its arrival — an arrival in the form of Trump and his aesthete army — with a passion they are no longer able to conjure in the bedroom.

I hope this clears up the matter!

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LOL. Reminder that Egghead McTraitor is a hysterically overwrought NeverTrumper and BIG FAN of the Derp State.

And yellowfang bint Louise Mensch? She’s a paranoid NeverTrumper Russophobe, former roadie whore, and self-confessed drug addict suffering mental illness. Oh, and she was a (((conservative MP))) in the Caliphate (aka Britain). LOL again!

George Pasha obviously hit pay dirt, because Twatter shitlib censors were quick to shoah his account.

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This dam is bursting and very few shitlibs have the faintest idea of the torrent of cleansing water rushing toward their super zip biodomes.

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Trump Negs Justine Truvada

Recall the definition of the Game technique known as the neg — a backhanded compliment which has the purpose of jarring a high mate value girl’s self-esteem — as you read this Tweet by President Trump to Justine Truvada, Canada’s Prime Menstruator.

That was a subtle neg slipped like a rhetorical shiv right between Truvada’s ovaries.

I could get used to Trumperica.

Trump is a manspreader. Truvada is, well, skeered of his raisinettes. Truvada clasps his hands very close to his vagina, a clear defensive tic….the man is an emasculated product of the gynecracy to our north known as Tumblr: the Country. I’d rather have Russia as an ally and Canada as an enemy. At least Russian leaders don’t make me throw up with disgust.

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I wasn’t sure whether to put this human interest story (h/t reader A.P.) in a “Shitlord of the Week” or “Alpha of the Week” post, so I decided to skip either option and focus on the lightly embedded moral tale of this Texas man’s life:

The jerkboy may be hated, but he is never ignored nor unloved.

After Leslie Ray Charping died at age 75, his family decided to run a brutally honest obituary eulogizing the “evil” late relative.

The family wrote that Charping “leaves behind two relieved children,” in addition to “countless other victims including an ex wife, relatives, friends, neighbors, doctors, nurses and random strangers.”

The jerkboy may come
the jerkboy may go
But the jerkboy is rarely
if ever alone.

His death came at an age that was “29 years longer than expected and much longer than he deserved,” according to the obituary on the Carnes Funeral Home site.

At least he was remembered. Many boring betas go to their graves leaving no trace of themselves in the collective consciousness.

“At a young age, Leslie quickly became a model example of bad parenting combined with mental illness and a complete commitment to drinking, drugs, womanizing and being generally offensive,” the obituary read.

I bet Leslie left behind a lot of broken hearts. Hearts which still secretly yearn for his love.

The obituary goes on to list his hobbies which included abusing his family and expediting trips to heaven for his pets. He was also interested in fishing, which “he was less skilled with than the previously mentioned.

Now that’s just bad form.

“Leslie’s life served no other obvious purpose, he did not contribute to society or serve his community and he possessed no redeeming qualities besides quick [witted] sarcasm, which was amusing during his sober days,” the obituary read.

Ah, there it is. Did you catch that? The sound of those hurt by Leslie who nevertheless, even in his “deserved” death, can’t help but fondly reminisce about his charming company. The jerkboy is like that; one moment stomping on your heart, the next lighting up your dull life. A force of personality. An anti-hero. A blast of heat in a cold world.

No services will be held for him.

He served himself in life.

“Leslie’s passing proves that evil does in fact die and hopefully marks a time of healing and safety for all,” the obituary concluded.

“Healing and safety”: the words of an alpha widow rationalizing the blessings of her post-Leslie bored, drama-free life.

To all the Leslie Ray Charpings of America: we lovers of women and grabbers of pussy celebrate your life and honor your passing in the hope that your kind will not disappear from weird, wild America at a time when we need you most.

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Yesterday, the 9th Circuit of Hell ruled that the stay of Trump’s travel ban from seven Muslim countries (a stay for which a migrant-adopting cucked Judge Robarts in WA state literally made up the basis for out of whole cloth and feelz) was legal and would continue.

The traitors who sit on the 9th Circuit of Hell (headquarters: San Francisco, CA) essentially ruled that the President and the Executive Branch have no discretion to set the nation’s immigration policies. This is the unavoidable precedence that is established by their decision.

Allow me to cut to the quick with this leetle shiv I have at the ready:

The judiciary is corrupt. The shitlib-infested courts are black robed enforcers and propagandists of Democreep legislation and Democreep executive orders, and act as a “check” only on conservative legislation or Republican President EOs.

The courts, iow, are completely biased and partial adjudicators of the law, which they now define into existence as whatever meets the anti-White shitlib standard of excellence.

Checks and balances apply to the judiciary too, and we’re well past the time when the courts need to be brought to heel. Trump was elected by the people; judges are appointed. Trump has more legitimacy than the 9th circuit court because he is a more direct conduit to the American people’s voice.

I see three post-9th Circuit of Hell options for Trump:

  1. Follow his ban with more Trump EOs that shitlibs have to endlessly parry. (flood the zone)
  2. Wait for Gorsuch confirmation, and bring the refugee ban to SCOTUS where that court will HAVE to weigh in its favor, or lose legitimacy
  3. Crush the judiciary

Point 3 will require a GOP Congress that Trump can rely on to strip the judiciary of power, which is far from a given. There is also the quasi-military option; aka a show of force. Trump just goes ahead and commands LEO and other border authorities to follow his EOs and ignore the judges. And finally there’s the FDR nuclear option: threaten to pack SCOTUS and reduce the power of each individual justice.

Point 2 also requires faith in the sanity and loyalty of Judge Gorsuch to the American people. (we’ve been burned before by noms turned libshit….). Frustratingly, evidence has emerged that Gorsuch may be a crypto-liberal in the mold of David Souter.

Point 1 is the easiest for Trump to succeed with in the short term, but also the least damaging to the anti-White Left in the long term, for it leaves their stranglehold on the judiciary in place, and cauterizes the Left’s framing of the citizenship and border issues.

I’m partial to number three. Blow this mother up. Pat Buchanan and Daniel Horowitz agree: It is time to dismantle the 9th Circuit of Hell. And that is only the first step to get this activist globohomo judicial tyranny to bend the knee to Heritage America.

Immigration, borders, and the National Question are the Gom Jabbar/Pain Box and the Voight-Kampff tests of humanity rolled into one. Will the nation find its core humanness, or will it withdraw to nation-wrecking instinct and embrace a lack of empathy for fellow Americans?

Demography is the Left’s source of power. If they lose on the National Question, they lose on all the other globalist initiatives they want to visit on ordinary Americans, because no amount of miseries heaped on Heritage America is too much to the anti-White Left. This is why the Left will fight to the brink of Civil War II for their “right” to spread the Constitution thin enough to cover the entire world’s ingrate indigents.

Like Love, if you indiscriminately extend US Rights to everyone in the world, then Rights mean nothing.

Pathological altruism will kill us, or we will kill it. And killing an idea has historically all too often required….well, you fill in the blank.

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