Terrors of the Michelle Obama (Presidential) Prophecy
JohnKassNews | 01/26/2024 | John KassThe world is not just about snuggling with housebroken puppies and rainbows out your window and riding unicorns bareback. The real world can be terrifying. Just ask former First Lady Michelle Obama.
She’s trembling with terror like a princess in a fairy tale being chased by Baba Yaga. And this terror of hers has infected the American news media with even more terror. Which brings us to the Michelle Obama Prophecy.
First, please understand that Michelle is terribly afraid that former President Donald Trump will recapture the White House. Her husband’s “Big Guy,” also known as China Joe Biden, is haplessly watching his job approval ratings plummet, especially in the swing states that will take other Democrat politicians down with him.
So they’re afraid, the media is afraid, and Michelle is pushing the panic button.
“I am terrified about what could possibly happen,” Ms. Obama said of this year’s presidential election on a podcast.
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But the Obamas don’t have to worry about being crowded out by illegals. They live in Martha’s Vineyard, where illegal migrants were booted out.
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Black Democrats in particular feel betrayed, and as their children are evicted from schools and parks they make angry noises about bolting from the Democrat Party which will only get worse once cities like Chicago build tent cities to house the illegals and cut deeply into social service budgets to appease them.
Millions of illegal immigrants have flooded across Biden’s non-existent border—10,000 a day—overwhelming the cities with demands for housing and services and bringing a torrent of narcotics.
All this has given new life to the Michelle Obama prophecy.
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Biden is failing, especially in the key swing states.
Behold a pale horse…
“The threats are coming from inside your own party…”
Failing or Flailing?..like..” I was once on a steamship…thats how old I am and we hit this iceberg and what a mess..I went below decks and did my best to fix the hole and was the last to get back up to the top deck. Well the chairs were all messed up…some say by a guy named Donald..so I straightened up the chairs and we all played musical chairs until we arrived in New York…true story..