Do Something

Do Something

by MichelleMcHatton

You may recall at the DNC when former First Lady Michelle Obama spoke about the upcoming election, she urged everyone to “do something”. Whether that something be knocking on doors, making phone calls, sending postcards, whatever.

This past Tuesday following the Presidential debate in which Kamala Harris hung SHITHOLE out to dry, Taylor Swift did something by going on Instagram and endorsing Kamala Harris and Tim Walz. In doing so she also left a link to the vote.gov website for her readers to click. And click they did. There were precisely 405,999 clicks.

Now who exactly was clicking, nobody knows. And what they did after they arrived at the vote.gov site is unknown. Because you cannot register to vote from the vote.gov site. Voter registration is done by states, and the site directs visitors to their state election websites for voting information.

My guess is that there was a percentage of people, like myself, who clicked the link although we are already registered. There was probably a percentage of people clicking the link although they are not old enough or are ineligible to vote. There was probably a percentage of people clicking the link although they don’t even live in the United States. There was probably even a percentage of people who clicked the link more than once. Just for the hell of it. There was probably even a percentage of people who made it to their respective state voter registration site and registered to vote. As nice as it would’ve been, it was not 405,999 people registering to vote. It was just that many people clicking.

But Taylor did something. She let the world know where to start the process of registering to vote. Now it’s up to us to take it further, get ourselves registered, and then VOTE! Because we really don’t do ANYTHING unless we at least do THAT.

by MichelleMcHatton

How are you supposed to feel when someone from your life dies but they weren’t really “in” your life but because of them you “have” life?

Right now I’m really confused about what to feel so I’m feeling nothing. I have no memories because this person wasn’t around to give me any. Surrogates gave me more memories than this person did.

The Official Incriminating Evidence

The Official Incriminating Evidence

by MichelleMcHatton

Explain to me like I’m a five-year-old why SHITHOLE would believe that reimbursing Michael Cohen for hush money payments to adult film actress Stormy Daniels, a woman SHITHOLE fucked and then was afraid America would discover he fucked so he paid her off, hence the reimbursement, were “official acts of the President of the United States”. How is paying off a porn star to keep her mouth shut officially a duty of the President of the United States? Hm? How? Would you put it in the same duty category of signing or vetoing a bill? Because THAT is a REAL duty of the President of the United States.

The fact that SHITHOLE actually (but really doesn’t) believe this action is “official” is ludicrous. He KNOWS it’s not an official duty. But since his NOT SO SUPREME buddies invented their “rule” of “official Presidential duties”, SHITHOLE feels any illegal things he did as “president” he can simply declare as “official” and he’ll be okay. Right.

You don’t have to explain to me why SHITHOLE would believe what he did was an “official” act of his “presidency”. Because I already know why. He’s trying to keep his SHITHOLE ass out of prison.

Another thing SHITHOLE should stop doing (but won’t, which is beautiful), is incriminating himself left and right. Just the other day he sat with an interviewer on Fox and declared that he had “every right” to interfere with the election in 2020.

SHITHOLE constantly spewing his shit is a prosecutor’s dream. Just add it to the crime pile that SHITHOLE has created.

Being Human

Being Human

by MichelleMcHatton

This past Wednesday at the DNC Tim Walz accepted his nomination for Vice President.

In rounding out his acceptance, Tim Walz called out his family saying: “Hope, Gus and Gwen – you are my entire world, and I love you”. Reacting to the emotional moment Tim’s son Gus jumped up saying “that’s my Dad”, pointed and said “I love you, Dad”!

In a moment of celebrating something huge for his father, Gus was simply being human. We could all only wish for such a loving moment between parent and child ourselves.