You know, I'm delighted Donald Trump won the election and all, but I am very disappointed in those of you who are taking a cruel pleasure in watching journalists and other Democrats suffering in their defeat with the rude and crushing realization that their status as elites was an illusion that hid not only their incompetence, but also their cynical indifference to the American values that had given them everything they had.

And reeling with their sudden understanding that their old depravity-infested power centers of Hollywood and the news media have become obsolete and irrelevant because we've learned to expose the lies with which they hid the failures of their philosophy, as we've learned to

withstand the bullying insults, with which they expressed their disdain for the people they were

supposed to serve, even as they thwarted our attempts to preserve our traditional freedoms and the

prosperity that arose from them, and which these so-called elites pillaged for the purpose

of seducing the poor into dependency while deluding

themselves with an ephemeral vision of their own virtue, even as they crippled the aspirations

of those self-reliant, all Americans who strove to better themselves and their families through

their own hard work and responsible behavior, only to find their children corrupted by the

filth-drenched perverts who had infiltrated their schools

and to have their religious and patriotic values undermined by sniggering academics

who swayed themselves in spurious credentials and self-respect while teaching a specious

political and social theology that has miserated decent men and women wherever it has appeared.

This is not the time to mock them as they squeal and anguish right there on our television

screens, which for so long they've monopolized in order to have their second-rate comedians

deride the wisdom we inherited from our noble forefathers, while the unimpeded powerful, metaphorically ground their

ideological jackboots into our faces by censoring our beliefs as misinformation, arresting our

leaders for invented crimes, and using the power of the tax code and legal system to try to terrorize

us into silence.

This is not the moment to laugh with delight or even chuckle with suppressed joy or

dance around in circles with our hands hilariously waving about in the air as we sing the hokey-pokey

or Havana Gila or some other celebratory tune more suited to a wedding or a birth or really any

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