They’ve desecrated a sacred space.
There is simply no other way of putting it. The frat boys in the White House have had a busy year.
They’ve broken the code of propriety when it comes to the flag. They’ve broken the code of human decency with bare butts, bulges, and boobs on the lawn. And they have broken the law by allowing someone to enter the most secure areas of the White House with bags of weed and coke.
And we’re only in July.
You might not have noticed, but for the “pride” celebrations, the Biden White House violated flag standards in two ways. One, they did not keep the American flag in its position of prominence while being displayed.
There’s a reason that the American flag lies at the top of every flagpole. Literally, it is to state to the world around us that in the United States, we are not subject to anyone. We are not subject to any single human entity, government, or foreign power. We are grateful for the liberties and blessings this land affords, and we demonstrate that by making the flag the unifying symbol of our nation.
But in the Joe Biden White House in 2023, team Biden dispensed with this silly idea and flew the Transgender/Rainbow pride flag most prominently and subjugated the American flag. Anathema!
Flag standard also calls for the flag to be flown in a specific manner so as to allow the stars to appear in the top left corner. Team Biden flew them in the top right during “pride.”
During the same weekend, the President hosted drag queens and gender-altered people to swarm the grounds. With butt cheeks, unsightly bulges, and bare breasts all posing for selfies with the Commander in Chief, it was a mortifying embarrassment for the vast majority of Americans.
And that brings us to the “unsolved mystery” of the “Cocaine-In-The-White-House” who done it.
The Secret Service—who is supposed to be the most legendary law enforcement security force on planet Earth—announced they couldn’t find a culprit in the drug caper. In the most secure area, the most secure building on planet Earth!
No one believes them.
Reporters don’t—they know the hoops they have to jump through to just get in to do their job each day.
Staffers don’t—they know what areas of the White House are used by the public (and part of the tour) and those that aren’t.
And the people don’t—the clearances that must be granted, the documents shown, and the red tape gone through just to visit the White House proves the point.
And to learn this week that there was not only cocaine in the residence but multiple bags of weed over the last year—nobody’s buying it.
There is one addict who spends a lot of time in the President’s inner circle. He was spotted wiping stuff from his nose on the White House balcony. He wrote in a memoir of his drug use. And we have a laptop that documents his use of cocaine and other drugs in pursuing sex with questionably aged girls, some of whom might even be related to him.
The Bidens have made the people’s house—the sacred parsonage we offer our public servant—a humiliating desecration.
When you consider the weighty decisions that come from that sobering place. The children that have been sent to fight Nazis, Communists, and Islamic Terrorists—those decisions came from this beautifully landscaped place. The very sobering work of running the country and protecting the free world is smeared as filth by the group that now treats it like their personal frat house.
Sobering reality meets the girl groping President and his coke-fiend, shake-down artist, child-abandoning son, who is always up for a line or two.
The disrespect, the dishonor, the genuine shame.
And if any of our other administrations had taken this approach, I’d be equally disappointed.
I disagree with Biden on almost every policy. I am committed to fighting against him in the next election. But the pain I feel from this humiliating cabal living in the White House at this moment is based upon their willingness to shamefully treat what belongs to all of us as their own porn orgy.
Especially as Biden calls up the first 3,000 soldiers to go be part of the Ukrainian conflict.
It makes my stomach.
And I will not be silent.
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