How the Supreme Court could change come November!

We are only 43 days from the election and things just took a major turn and not in a pleasant way. With reports of some Democratic lawmakers saying anything is on the table from impeachment to stacking the courts.

With the passing of Ruth Bader Ginsburg at the age of 87 it left an opening on the Supreme Court. Which by law has to be filled by the United States President and the U.S Senate. Which will most likely happen before the 2020 election? That is where we run into some problems from the Democratic lawmakers on Capitol Hill. Everyone from Chuck Schumer to Nancy Pelosi to A.O.C has threatened to block President Trump by any means necessary until the election.

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This is only one of the ways the Democratic lawmakers are trying to change the Supreme Court. There is talk that if Joe Biden wins the presidential race and the Democrat’s win the senate come November. They will “Pack the courts” meaning they will just add more Judges until their side wins out destroying our very values. Violate our morals as a country and most likely tear our country into two. A type of them verses us type of mentally a dangerous mindset that could set us back generations.

tweet belongs to Rep. Nadler Found on Twitter.com

With all these comments Democrat’s have set up what they are going to do if they win after the election. Now the power goes to the people are very rights are on the line here one way or the other. There are a few more things that the democrats have said they will do to the senate. Getting rid of the key filibuster and adding two more states to the United States in D.C and Puerto Rico both would be more than likely Democrats members to the senate.

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Time will tell what happens to our nation 2020 has been crazy already as we head to the election things seem to be getting more heated on both sides I hope we as a nation come together as one. whichever side your on come November 3 we need to tone down the temperature and get our country back together before its too late.

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I Lost My Job Over Salt

I remember it like it was yesterday, I was working as an assistant to the owner of a multimillion dollar enterprise. I was in charge of keeping the house in order, providing council, and most importantly I was entrusted with keeping some of the biggest secrets not only in the company but the city as well. As a very highly respected and beloved member of the community my boss Bruce depended on me in order help keep his affairs in order for his day to day life. This wasn’t any ordinary job for me, I wasn’t simply a housekeeper or a live in, this was my life’s work.

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It was crisp fall evening when I brought in the abnormally large stack of mail from the box. As I handed it off to my boss I awaited for him to return the letters he had deemed important to file away. He opened up an envelope embroidered in elaborate detail including a golden seal completing the ensemble. When he had finished reading the letter, he glanced up at me and cracked a coy smile. Informing me he had been invited to an elegant dinner tonight courtesy of some of the town’s highest entrepreneurs, he handed me the paper and retreated to his quarters to get ready. When he emerged from his room, he suddenly halted in his tracks. Looking directly at me in confused manner, Bruce exclaimed, “Well what are you waiting for we have to get going!” Unbenounced to me, he had expected me to join him on this outing. Quicky I raced to my room and threw on my best suit before joining my boss in the car.

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Arriving at the restaurant, we took our seats across the table from one another as the waitress began to take drink orders. We sat among some of the most powerful men in the entire city. I listened intently as my boss discussed business strategy and marketing techniques to his fellow entrepreneurs. As our drinks arrived the conversation swelled. An hour had passed seamlessly as our food began to arrive. Conversation ceased as we all began to indulge in the five star meal we had received. A phenomenal blend of seafood and pasta the flavor was exquisite, except for one thing. It needed salt. I glanced over the table to find the salt shaker sitting just right of my boss Bruce on the other side of the table.Slowly my nerves began to build as I did not want to speak out of turn and offset the wondrous evening. Composing myself I had finally worked up enough courage inside to ask for the salt. Slowly setting down my fork I uttered the words that would ultimately haunt me for the rest of my life. Over the silent table full of the most powerful men in town I calmly muttered, “Batman, could you pass the salt?” Everyone’s utensils dropped and mouths fell agape in awe. The most important secret I have ever been in charge of keeping was out. Bruce Wayne quickly got up and made a B-line for his car.

Sick Chirpse

Two weeks later after having no contact I receive my termination letter in the mailbox of my decrepit hotel room located underneath the highway to the airport. Last I heard, he had hired some guy named Alfred to take my place.

-Style