John R. Hall
Little Ricky / John R. Hall

I never believed that Trump was going to drain the Washington, DC, political swamp. Never. And he hasn’t drained it either. When asking the Trump faithful if he has drained the swamp, with true cult devotee dogma, the duped say, “Yes he has.”

In-spite of the unabated revelations to the contrary, they totally believe that Trump has drained it. They are able to overlook the scandalous actions of Flynn, Sessions, Kushner (Trump’s son-in-law), and who knows how many more people with connections and communications with Russian officials during and after his presidential campaign. Trump’s sheep are able to accept the worst, most corrupt, most conflicted cabinet in presidential history, all the while chanting Trump’s slogan: Make America Great Again.

That optimistic yet oppressive, autocratic, authoritarian stance is due to the converts blindly believing that the totalitarian Trump will make America great again. That statement is about as absurd as “the South will rise again.”

Rising again is what Trump was really saying on the campaign trail, and it is what he continues to say and promise his flock, the self-proclaimed disenfranchised. Those feeling marginalized, those blaming their lot on anyone or anything other than themselves. Those who have been silently seething, while waiting for their savior to rise. Those who were on the sidelines watching their rhetoric of hate and racism fall out of vogue and its defenders decline. Their racist and hateful voices were being expeditiously exorcised. They were rightfully left without a voice while America finally began embracing all humans and their unalienable rights in an unprecedented manner—and on a momentous scale.

The rapid changes in American society during and after President Obama’s winning campaign were unacceptable to the Tea Party, to the Birther Movement, to the Right White Christians, to the GOP, to the silently seething. Trump’s political foray, along with his racist and hateful speech, provided the seething with a voice. It gave them hope that their vision of a political, religious, and culturally segregated society, controlled by White Right Christians, could rise from the ashes to reign again.

For those who love, for those who imagine, for those who celebrate diversity, for those who embrace change and inclusion, the days after President Obama was elected were magical. Change came in spades. Change came in musical (allegro and presto) fashion. Remember? Think gay marriage. Think a black president. Think inclusiveness. Think reaching out to the world. Think President Obama’s refusal to demonize a whole religion and people due to the actions of a few wackos.

Then think about the silently seething . . . and Trump’s rise begins to make sense. They got tired of waiting around for Jesus, so they delivered up a devil in disguise—their Savior. An Antichrist. They accepted Trump. For he would give them back their hateful, fearful, divisive, cantankerous, exclusionary, racist voice. He would make America great (think White Right Christians) again. He would not allow black lives to matter. He would not allow them to get uppity. He would wall us in and keep “them” out. He would not allow logic, truth, facts, or human rights to get in the way of the return to nationalistic isolationism.

Only a fool would have believed that Trump was going to drain the swamp. He has too many skeletons down there, anchored next to his tax returns, next to his Russian connections and communications, next to his dastardly deeds. Down there in that dark, dank, murky, sewage-filled swamp may even be golden videos of him. Videos that Putin may have ordered shot during his Russian trips. Videos that might show him having sex with underage girls . . .

While my evidence is strictly anecdotal for that pubescent postulation, it is not without circumstantial yet damning evidence. In 2012, while being interviewed on the TV show Extra, Trump responded to a question about teachers having sex with their underage students. He literally said, “Well, I don’t think the male students have been hurt by it. In fact, they’re going around bragging about it. As I understand it. So, ah, you know, I don’t see a lot of damage done . . . I would say her husband cannot be happy.”

I remember seeing that video when it first came out in 2012 and thinking, Wow, there’s a child molester. Then there’s this following sick statement he made on CBS to a ten-year-old girl at Christmastime in 1992 at Trump Tower in New York City. Trump asked the girl if she was “going up the escalator.” When the child replied, “Yeah,” Trump turned to the camera and said, “I am going to be dating her in ten years. Can you believe it?”

How many kinds of demented and depraved do you have to be to have a mind that works like that? I have never looked at a child and fantasized about dating her in the future. And no decent person would.

How many kinds of sick do you have to be to look upon your own daughter with lust? Trump knows. He said on The View, “If Ivanka weren’t my daughter, perhaps, I would be dating her.”

Then, in a 2004 interview with Howard Stern, Trump said, “My daughter is beautiful, Ivanka,” to which Stern interjected, “by the way, your daughter.” Trump finished Stern’s sentence by repeating, “She’s beautiful.”

“Can I say this? A piece of ass,” Stern said in the clip. “Yeah,” Trump replied.

CNN uncovered and reported this 2006 appearance by Trump with Stern. Stern wanted to engage Trump over Ivanka’s breasts, he asked, “Did your daughter get breast implants?”

“No, she didn’t. I mean, I would know if she did. The answer is no. Why, did she look a little more stacked?” Trump inquired.

How many kinds of corrupt, perverted, deviant, degenerate, debased, immoral, unprincipled, unseemly do you have to be to participate in a conversation about your daughter’s sexual physique?

We all know Trump refuses to have intimate relationships with women in his age bracket. That’s a fact. Add in his own words from above and the concept of Putin preying on Trump’s defect of character by sending underage girls to his Russian hotel room and secretly filming them having sex is not so far-fetched. It would explain Trump being enamored with Putin and Russia. It would be one hell of a way to blackmail Trump.

Again, this is just a theory, but it is based on his penchant for women who are much younger than him and who are foreigners, coupled with his flippant attitude—evident in his own words—of sex with underage children, and of his desire for his own daughter. Where there’s smoke, there’s usually fire . . .

Post Scriptum: So here we are, looking for a fire extinguisher. We’re stuck in Trump’s America while the inferno burns. Where the cesspool’s sewage is overflowing. It’s time to start praying for a patriot to rise from these filthy, treasonous, pedophilic, incestuous streets to save us—to save the US.


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John has been described as a contrarian, a provocateur, and a polemicist. With the dexterity of a master magician, John's writing style forces readers to reexamine their positions and opinions on society, politics, and lifestyles. In his book, Red, White, and the Blues: A Long and Hard Ride over Treacherous Terrain, John interweaves a narrative of a life lived in constant motion while taking the reader along on his 2011 coast-to-coast motorcycle ride across the 48 contiguous states.