Trump succeeding as president would be equivalent to: forcing Progressive vampires to walk through Death Valley at high noon

Trump succeeding as president would be equivalent to: forcing Progressive vampires to walk through Death Valley at high noon

By Jon Rappoport

If Trump, as president, revived the economy by bringing jobs back to America—if he achieved that one goal—out of their coffins, out of the darkness, forced into blinding light, progressive Leftist vampires would fill the air from coast to coast with hideous screams and death rattles.

No free everything? Actual jobs? Work? What? And he, the Trump, made that happen? Trump, the enemy of enemies? Aieeeeeeeeeee!

To make things even worse, suppose, just suppose, Trump brought back manufacturing work for…black people? And for immigrants who were living legally in America?

Surely, that would be a sign of the end of the world.

Progressive vampires, at that point—those that managed to survive—would storm the offices of giant media networks and accuse them of failing to cover up the skyrocketing jobs figures. They would suck the blood and marrow from the bodies of television anchors and reporters. Traitors all!

Little quasi-vampires living in Mommy’s cellar would, in a state of extreme paranoia, barricade themselves against what they imagined were armies of approaching head hunters from agencies offering them steady work.

Never! Where is the socialist state I was promised!

Suburban Democrat Witches would hold special ceremonies devised to recreate a beloved national blanket of Unemployment.

Remember the good old days when we could chat with a PhD serving us caramel lattes at that café on the beach? Even the dishwasher had a Masters in math. Now they’re buying houses! It’s grotesque!

Whether Trump will or won’t create tons of new jobs…the point is clear. Progressives see a thriving market economy as intrinsically satanic. It must be. It can’t be real. Marx proved that. Only the government can legitimately and morally invent work and jobs. Only then can people feel safe.

And in the institutions where learning and ideas are supposed to be of the highest caliber, reinvigorating the nation, most academics agree: Government as universal provider is the prime ideal.

They’re operating in that Progressive bubble, too. If they keep their noses clean and their eyes shut, and if they stick to the party line, they can play out the string all the way to a pension.

Don’t mess with my freebies! I’m a professor! Capitalism? Making a real living? How dare you! I’m above all that. Now excuse me, my makeup person is coming. I’m going on CNN to explain why the TPP must be ratified. Ford isn’t moving their plant to Mexico. Apple is talking about manufacturing phones in America. The end is near! I have to head off Armageddon!

Trump, no Trump, genuine economic prosperity here at home would be the equivalent of waving a silver cross at Dracula. The Progressives would be having visions of townsfolk with flaming torches storming their castles.

O the horror. The terrible horror.

People are going back to work.