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It's a classic, instantly and ubiquitously enjoyable thing to witness some asshole of a bully finally getting what's coming to them. Whether in literature or in real life. And I think this is why there is so much joy going on after the debate between Harris and Trump the night before last. Everyone can instantly share how good it feels to see him getting his stupid orange ass kicked by someone he has always insulted, deparaged, ridiculed and tried to convince everyone was a "stupid dingbat". I've said it before and I'll likely say it again:
Kamala Harris is Donald Trump's worst nightmare.
For like nine years we've all watched this overgrown orange toddler attack anyone and anything weaker than himself like a brain-damaged schoolyard bully who was held back several grades.
Well now we all got to collectively enjoy the delicious karmic candy of his abject and utter humiliation at having had his clock so deftly and expertly cleaned to a point of sterilization by someone who he believes is far beneath him.
It was the worst defeat of a presidential candidate at the hands of another presidential candidate in presidential candidate debate history. He did such a poor job and failed so miserably and definitively that his only option since the debate has been to simply deny the blatant facts of what befell him and declare himself to have been the winner, just to save the few idiots who were still going to vote for him.
Yes, there is much joy in the world today. Everyone can appreciate the sense of justice and enjoyment of the results of that debate.
And even if by some miracle he wins the election, he will never live down the glorious spectacle of an ass-whoopin' he got at the hands of Kamala Harris.
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