Enter the "Twilight Zone" at your own risk. . .

Imagine, if you will. . . 

You are staring at your empty ballot and the time is drawing near. Two candidates are holding you up. You don't know whether to pick Trump or Harris.

Just then, two men  approached your front door, one man holding a "rule of law" book in his hands and the other with a book tucked under his arm titled "Project 2025."

Both men will attempt to sell you on their idea for America. 

The one with the "Project 2025" book looks like the image we have of "The Anti-Christ." He's a snappy dresser, fast-talker, plastic smile on his face, and the book is only open to page one. You'll notice all of the pages are glued together, too. What he is about to sell you isn't what you'll want. His sales pitch is the old "bait and switch" scheme. He'll explain that what it may look like is just not what it really is. He wants us to buy it after he explains what it is.  Only then will it be exposed as "I am the dictator, you are all the suckers and losers."  

You have traveled through another dimension, a dimension not only of lies and manure, but of weird minds. A journey into a land whose boundaries are that of devastating crime and corruption. That's the signpost up ahead - your next stop. -the "Twilight Zone! You'll unlock this door with the key of stupidity, where they will impress you with shinny objects and dazzle you with B.S. You are fed a plate-full of mush from the MAGA/Republican mess hall as their robots serve you with eternal smiling and phony conspiracy theories.

The other man simply opens his "rule of law" book and let's you read it. Democracy flows from the pages like it was something familiar to you. 

It isn't hard to make a choice.

Opinion and Sarcasm by

John Watson