To all, the nights of Iowa through Florida were magical. Whether tweets, DMs or Chatroomscompletely amazing. Destroyed a party.— SOBL1 (@SOBL1) July 20, 2016
The above tweet started a thread that is much more sentimental than I get on Twitter. It was genuine. Politics is theatre or sports entertainment for the unathletic, but Trump made us doubt. There was something fantastic about watching a bunch of trolls and cynical bastards tune into debates and analyze them. Chatrooms were legitimately on fire to see if the Trump would be stumped. The best nights were those first few primaries. The hardest trolls on the earth were anxious kids about the results. I swear the Virginia primary results were the most anticipated "Just fucking call it" moments of the entire season.
It was still about the man, big T. Trump got on that stage and laid into Jeb Bush, and without Jeb, Trump doesn't win. Trump needed a foil. Jeb became Trump's white whale, and for those of us who wished the GOP destroyed, Jeb was our white whale. The $150 million was shoved in our face as proof that donors were out of touch and would buy the nomination. Every insult, every dismissal of Jeb's sincerity or motives due to his Mexican wife, and every mention of Jeb's 3% in the polls was a swipe at the entire Bush dynasty and legacy. Observing your tweets and messages, it was like a group therapy session where someone started to yell at their abuser and the rest of the room chipped in.
As I stated on Twitter, everyone mattered. Chicano Studies Major at MPC coined the term cuckservative, and it has blown up to the point where the GOPe losers tried to claim it like fags did with queer. Memes, images, nicknames, it was magic. Rick Wilson talked about masturbation on television. Other journalists lost it on television. Jews ran to the NY Times and other media outlets to complain about nobody accounts taunting them. Marco Rubio's campaign was destroyed by his robotic behavior, Trump gently reminding everyone Rubio was a choke artist, and real life trolls dressing as robots chasing Rubio around. Ricky Vaughn went from a guy with 300 followers who was funny to an officially listed election influencer. I know the encouraging DMs I received were a boost, and I can only imagine what Ricky received.
People didn't think it would happen but those nights watching results, there was suspense. Messaging was intense. Everyone became an analyst. People dug deep into county results. All the while, taunting pundits at every turn. Ben Howe got a divorce and I legitimately worried someone would bully him into a suicide. Erick Erickson had a security detail. It ran both ways. In between lulz, "the winning", and Trump getting the Pope to BTFO, there were times where it got rough. Hate mail and death threats come people's way. Ricky got threats. DemsRRealRacist almost quit. Ricky Vaughn has transcended trolling and is a brand now (like Weev). DemsRRealRacist is the last political comedian in America.
This doesn't end. This is the beginning. The Left is firmly in power and has such totalitarian control that every big business does what the Left politically wants. They control the megaphone, the schools, and are the regime. Reality is getting in the way though. Their minority pets aren't behaving. The Narratives are crumbling faster. The white Left are humorless Puritans. They are unhappy people who seek status and joy through having a slice of political power and feeling they are righteous... right before they pop SSRIs and enjoy a scheduled cuddle class before going home to their cats and Internet porn. The Left, this regime, finally has an opponent that is willing to fight back and have fun doing it.