A Commentary by Tea Party Patriot
Welcome my friends to the show that never ends. We’re so glad you could attend; come inside, come inside. Rich man, poor man, beggar man or thief, doctor, lawyer or Indian chief, it makes no difference who you are or where you’ve been, once you pass through the doors of the political casino you lose again, because the odds are always with the house. You’re playing against a stacked deck.
If you’re a Republican or a Democrat, you get a preferred player card and that’s all you need to play because you’ve already turned over your choices (your political capital) at the door. If your player card is red, then you’re allowed to play only at the pro life tables. That’s the price of admission. The blue card holders are limited to the pro choice tables and you can’t be conservative and unless you have a red player’s card; house rules. And of course that works both ways. No blue card holding liberal has the option of believing border enforcement is anything but covert racism. It’s theft by conversion of the will of the people.
The house rules, which you have to accept to play, (read; have any chance of winning) are the party’s agendas. And you don’t write the house rules so you end up placing your bet on agenda issues you don’t necessarily agree with. Your first act (as a player), once you pass through the casino doors is to bet against yourself. But you can’t think of it that way. Not if you want to play; and why on earth would you choose not to play; because the people who do play are going to be playing with your money whether you participate or not.
Oh, and did I mention, you don’t get free drinks outside the casino; you just get to pay for the free drinks they’re giving away inside the casino, because in the real world, there’s no such thing as a free lunch. And guess what, the party’s casino is the only game in a town, where if you’re not a player you must be a traitor; a stealth Democrat or Republican masquerading as a conservative or a liberal.
No doubt in service to a false flag agenda, a pariah who is not to be trusted because you choose to retain your free will. You’re not a team player because you don’t have a team. The reds think you’re a blue and the blues think you’re a red. Bottom line; you lose, whether you play or not. You pay the cover charge even if you never see the inside of the casino. You pay for the perks, the comps and the whale’s (high rollers) play. You don’t have a choice or a voice.
You can only vote blue or red. There is no such thing as a conservative or a liberal and even if there were, the house writes the definitions, collects all winnings and you just pay the bill. Why? Because they flipped a coin and you lost and that happened long before the casino doors ever opened. Oh crap citizen, didn’t you notice there’s nothing but snake eyes on those plastic, partisan dice; because that’s the only way they roll.
When the election is over, you will be instructed to follow the red or blue line to the great egress (that is really a bridge to nowhere). Enjoy the trip. Because any way you look at it pilgrim, you’re going to end up right back here again in four more years. “Welcome my friends to the show that never ends. Come inside, Come inside”