Since I’ve been given permission to continue with my pro-Trump crusade, I am going to continue doing so.

Because the alternative is horrendous.

I actually watched Hillary Clinton’s speech the other night. As speeches go, it was bad. But I kept an open mind. My open mind told me to batten down hatches and dive dive dive. It was horrible.

Look, you can’t always get what you want, as the song goes. But sometimes, you get what you need.

I am not gonna ask people to fall in love with Donald Trump, nor do I give crap if they do.

But what is at stake here? Hillary Clinton as president.

That means open borders, pay to play at the presidential level, full blown corruption in government instead of the pussy-footing around it. And most of all it means leftist activist judges on the Supreme Court.

Really, are you willing to basically toss our Republic into a trash can because of your pride? Because you “just can’t get behind Trump because he said this thing I don’t like”?

For Pete’s sake get REAL.

#NeverTrump people, to me, are the lamest people alive. I really don’t get you. I could care less if you are excited about a candidate. Who the hell should be excited about a candidate in the first place? I’ve read the Constitution. It says nothing about being excited about a candidate. All I know is, if Hillary wins, she will sell us out like we’re some crap from the 80s she found in her basement and it’s Yard Sale time.

I don’t care if you like Trump. I consider that a personal problem anyway. You’re so uppity in your views you cannot accept Trump because…blah.

I mean, really. We accepted Romney. ROMNEY. That dude was a stuttering clusterflip of a candidate if I’ve ever seen one. But we, like obedient servants, accepted Mittens in 2012. Because, like good little servants, we accepted that he was accepted.

Seriously, that guy was a douche. Trump may not embody everything that you think the perfect candidate should, but he is a tough guy. He is a lion. He is what we need right now after 8 years of a beta male who thinks a bicycle is living on the edge.

Those chimps in the media. They keep chattering their garbage. They keep nipping at the lion’s mane. But at the end of the day, when the lion awakens…it never ends well for the chimps.