Greetings from deep blue Virginia! I won't sugar coat it, it's been a hard day here in the Old Dominion following the election of Abigail Spanberger, Ghazala Hashmi, and Jay Jones. Not only that, but the Democrat-controlled House of Delegates picked up an astonishing 13 seats, rendering the GOP to the most minor of minorities. The Republican Party here is cooked, and we who are still sane – if you can call still living in Virginia "sane" – are justifiably concerned about a legislature run amok. It's not going to be pretty.
I wrote a bit about the election results earlier today. No, it's not surprising that the increasingly-leftist populace of Virginia, and specifically Northern Virginia, elected a trio of Democrat loons to hold the commonwealth's three highest offices. The writing has been on the wall here for many years now. I opined that it was always going to turn out this way, but Glenn Youngkin captured lightning in a bottle four years ago and kept the leftist loons a bay for a while.
But, I'll be honest, it's pretty shocking that Jay Jones was elected by the people around me to be the commonwealth's top law enforcement officer. To recap, Jones was revealed to have sent a stream of vile, violent texts to a colleague in which he fantasized about putting "two bullets" in the head of a Republican rival; worse yet, Jones got all tingly at the thought of this rival's young children dying in the arms of their mother.
And the people of Virginia rewarded this man and his psychopathy by electing him, of all things, the state's attorney general.
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Think about what this means because I sure have. It means that vast swaths of my neighbors just okayed violence, whether imagined or real, against conservatives purely based on their beliefs. That means the lady on the treadmill next to me at the gym is okay with my death. It means the chick passing me at the grocery store would be fine with my demise. And, sadly, I'm pretty sure it means some of the people sitting in the pew with me at Mass wouldn't be too choked up to see me go.
It's alarming stuff. We're just eight weeks out from the public assassination of Charlie Kirk, and things have only gotten worse. It seems like it's open season on conservatives in certain parts of the country.
So, what's a Virginian to do when they realize the bloodlust of many of their neighbors? I know what I'm going to do, at least for today, and that's have a good laugh at their expense.
Today, I'm going to celebrate one year since Donald Trump won a second trip to the White House. More specifically, I'm going to watch videos of the absolute leftist meltdown as the night of November 5, 2024, wore on and realization set in. I suggest you all do the same, and I've got some recommendations for you (and I'm saving the best for last).
You'll notice a theme: disbelief that Georgia and North Carolina weren't going for Kamala, and the absolute refusal to let Trump have Pennsylvania and Nevada. They really believed that Ann Selzer Iowa poll was going to play out.
Legacy Media
A great place to start is with your MSNBCs, CNNs, ABCs, and the like. Here's a nice, short look at MSNBC:
Weirdo Lefty Streamers
Progressives have elevated some seriously strange people to be their thought leaders and mouthpieces. A guy by the name of "Destiny" is a smug, arrogant bully; savor every moment of his and his team's meltdown.
The Mother of All Meltdowns
The winner, by far, is Mary Trump's livestream. It'll pick you up on your worst day. I don't care enough to remember why President Trump's niece loathes him, but she's an angry one. The blonde chick is an amazingly bad political analyst, but Wajahat Ali is even worse. They get absolutely everything wrong, and it's hilarious. Norm Ornstein's hot takes will also give you a chuckle.
Thanks, all, for letting me vent about the election results. While I have no intention of having a leftist-sized meltdown over it, I hope you'll join me in spending some time relishing the emotions of this night last year. It never gets old.
Onward! Carthage must be destroyed!
