Ladies and gentlemen, picture this: a man who just got handed the keys to the kingdom again, not by some polite ballot ballet, but by a electorate that looked at the alternative and said, "Hard pass on the managed decline."

The unapologetic return of a fighter who treats Washington like it's his personal dojo, and the media like sparring dummies who keep forgetting the rules.

The two-headed hydra of the 2020 election myth and the January 6 fairy tale that Democrats have been force-feeding the body politic like it was mother's milk.

It's not just spin; it's the life support system for an entire party's relevance.

Imagine a political operation so dependent on a foundational whopper that admitting even a sliver of doubt would collapse the house of cards faster than a Jenga tower in an earthquake.

Democrats didn't just lose in 2024; they got reminded that their greatest hits from the last decade were always more myth than mandate. The 2020 result?

A victory so improbable, it required suspending disbelief, late-night ballot dumps, and a media apparatus that treated skepticism like a hate crime.

And J6?

A protest that got twisted into an "insurrection" narrative so airtight that questioning the security lapses or the selective prosecutions became career suicide.

Why the obsession? Because those two lies aren't footnotes—they're the permission slip for every power grab that followed: lawfare, censorship, the works. Without them, the whole "threat to democracy" grift evaporates, and suddenly voters might notice who's actually been eroding norms for fun and profit.

Here's where the humor hits like a left hook:

Democrats treating election integrity questions the way a vegan treats a barbecue—offended on principle, but secretly terrified someone might enjoy the ribs.

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