A Devilish Little Plan...

Along with you, I've believed for some time that our Boy Guv, one Gavin Newsom, is stark raving nuts.  He'd have to be to have said and done the things he's said and done over the past year or so, as his comments have gone a long way toward destroying the once-Golden State.  Which was obviously his goal.  Or maybe he's just a common, ordinary, sleezy, slimy, nasty, machine politician from a filthy rich family with tons of money and great hair.  However, some of us, myself not included, thought that perhaps Boy Guv was playing chess while the rest of us were playing checkers...

But maybe I was wrong.  Maybe Boy Guv had hatched a nefarious little plan not to just order our millions and millions and millions of illegal aliens to go back where they came from, but rather to give them an impetus to want to leave all on their lonesome!  What a Macccheeaveleean little plan!  Turn California from the Mad Max hellhole that it is rapidly becoming (have you been to Union Square lately?  Downtown L.A.?), into the vibrant, shiny, green, glowing Land of Opportunity it was before Democrat politicians began outsourcing our jobs and our money and our future.  And all we have to do is somehow make all the illegals want to go home.  And then instantly, magically, millions and millions of jobs will become available.  For those who have none.  Want increased hourly pay?  Make those who'll work for bupkus just disappear.  Golly, that seems like an impossibility, wouldn't you think?  Why would they want to go home when they're living the 'Murican Dream?

Ahhhh, how about by destroying California's economy so they have no choice?

Whaddaya' think, fellow Patriots?  Good plan, huh?  If your basic illegal cannot get a job, whether cooking or washing dishes or mowing lawns or building houses, then they'll have no choice but to round up momma and all the kids, kids who we may well have paid to birth, and take them on back to Hermosillo.  Or Cuernavaca.  Or perhaps Guatemala...

Every other effort has failed.  Building an ever higher and ever longer wall hasn't worked.  Fully, at least, although God knows Trump tried.  Walls can be scaled; build a 30 foot wall, somebody will bring a 31 foot ladder.  And that only considers those not yet here.  What about the 11 or 12 million everybody agrees are already here and working and gaming the system?  Or is it 20 million?  Or 40 million?  No one knows.  How do we get rid of them? 

Ahhhh, but some of us don't want to get rid of them.  Some of us want them to stay.  And work.  And VOTE!  Especially those in such liberal enclaves as San Franpoopco.  And Lost Angeles.  And Santa Moonica.  And every single city in which there's a California University System college or university.  Only the more sparsely occupied areas are relatively free from infestation.  And perhaps our Boy Guv has come to that realization.  And also the realization that he'll be recalled from office if he doesn't.  Which just might happen, and soon.  And he's also perhaps hatched a devilish little plan to make those self same illegals go on home so that his long-suffering, jobless citizens can finally find employment for themselves and their families, and maybe he can save his job.

So I'm hoping that everyone who's been thinking Boy Guv is just another commie pinko dumbass liberal weenie with lots of money and a deep-seated hatred for common citizens, is dead wrong.  I'm hoping he's the True Champion of the working class, even though he's San Fran Nan Pelosi's nephew and J. Paul Getty's Godson, and will prove it by making those who've been stealing our entry-level jobs decide it just might be a good time to go on home.   

I'm reminded of my dad telling eight year-old little me on Christmas morning with a chuckle for Chuckie that the pony I'd been hoping to receive was hiding under the tree.  What I found instead was a pile of horse sh*t.  I dug and dug and dug in that pile...yet couldn't find the pony.  Just like with Gavin Newsom, there has to be a pony in his pile somewhere.  And I keep digging and digging and digging...  

I sure hope to find the pony in Boy Guv's pile.  If not, I'm afraid he's just another elitist, greedy, opportunistic, Progressive wussie thug who will do and say anything to obtain and keep power...

Unless the current recall effort is successful.  If so, he'll be dragged kicking and screaming from office and sent packing back to his numerous restaurants and hotels and farms and vineyards.  Sent back to the French Laundry.  I hope they save him a seat.  

A $350 seat...