CSI: American Carnage (Sunday, December 23, 2018)
It is late and the Executive Lounge is quiet. Donald sits alone, his wrapper falling loosely apart, a few Chick-fil-A bags clustered near the garbage can. Hector stands silently in the shadows. Kelly is gone. Donald’s cell vibrates. Yeah, he says. It is Alex calling from a burner. He says, Our guys are hurting. They are despondent. And who can blame them? Donald says, We are strong on the wall. This government will never, and I mean never, open up again without a wall. Steel slats or whatever they want to call them glinting in the desert sun. Beautiful. Alex says, That’s great, that’s just great, but I’m talking about our people. The unsung ones who are right there with us. I’m talking about the ones who look up in the sky and see the evidence every single day of Obama surveillance. I’m talking about our brave folks in Denver who have dug and dug at the Denver airport seeking the vital sign of the Order’s long-hidden headquarters. I’m talking about our anonymous heroes who’ve risked everything to unmask Soros. They are all hurting, hurting bad because your ties to Mueller must be kept secret until the day, until the day, well, you know the day. Donald says, What do you mean? Alex’s voice drops to a whispery howl. They need help, Mr. President, they need help. QAnon is not in a position to come forward, you know that, you know that better than anyone. Mueller has to maintain his mask. So, yes, the kids are getting savaged all across the country. The predators are everywhere, and our people, our devoted people, are sounding the alarm and they are hurting, moralewise. Did you see the story? Donald says, Yeah. I know what you’re talking about. My heart goes out to those who believe in Q who are being shunned by friends and family at the holidays. Alex says, The Deep State knows how to use the holidays. It knows how weak and sentimental people are. Donald looks glum. Alex says, Megan, poor Megan. She says, and I quote, There is no one in my life that I can physically touch that knows what’s really going on. At Christmastime, when I get together with family for the holidays, I stopped trying to tell them. I stopped. Nobody wants to hear it. They say you’re a conspiracy nut and you’re looking at wacky stuff on the internet. Alex begins to sob. He says, Wacky stuff on the internet. The Deep State is as cruel as all the witches we have discussed so many times, and our people are terrified that when the crackdown comes, they will not believe it is happening and no one else will either. People will disappear or seem to disappear and no one will know they were there in the first place. That temporomandibular machine developed by DARPA and deployed at key medical installations, you know what I’m talking about, will wreak havoc with memory! Mr. President, I beg that you wake up and smell the coffee. This thing is huge. Donald says, I understand. I get it. I’m gonna sign an executive order that will address this widespread suffering. People believe in me, and they should. I am believable, no one, as many, many people have said, over and over again, no one has ever been more believable than me, and no one should suffer for their beliefs. We are going to win this thing and the arrests will come, believe me, there is no question the arrests will come. And they shall see them. Watch the night sky and Hannity and one or two other shows. Alex says, Bless you, Sir, bless you, and Merry Christmas. Donald hangs up.
— Sunday, Dec. 23, 2018