I’ve rested. I’ve worked on my favorite lines – trying to say them with sincerity and look into the camera:
Trump has no plans
trumped up trickle down economics
he hates our military and says he knows more than the generals
a man you can bait with a tweet shouldn’t have the nuclear codes
he calls women dogs, pigs
he treats women like pieces of meat – objects
he loves Putin
he hates old people, sick people, fat people (ha – he hates me!)
he won’t release his taxes – he pays no taxes so he -hates military, education, police
Barring a MIRACLE, I could shoot someone on national TV at the debate and I still win. As long as I’m attacking him, as long as I don’t have to try and talk about my plans. Because truly, I realize I sound pretty robotic when I talk about my future plans – because it’s all just memorized drivel … so I’m trying to avoid that. Answer question quick, then pivot to attacking The Donald.
Just so happy. Bring on The Donald. I’m not even afraid of what else Assange has on me. Well, – little nervous. But if he had something – wouldn’t he have already dumped it?
More later.