CHANUKAH POINTS TO THE PROMISE OF CHRISTMAS

Chanukah is the celebration of a holy victory, and a holy miracle.

Likewise, Christmas is the celebration of a holy miracle, and a holy victory.

Both Chanukah and Christmas are spiritual awakenings leading to restorative salvation.

Chanukah 2019 is a turning point for my new life (https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2019/12/chanukah-2019-rededication.html). And this fourth night of Chanukah 2019 passed under a rosy sunset over the river in the background:

The sunset over the river was a fitting end to the day. Where there is beauty, there is hope. And where there is hope, anything in possible.

Last box of the candles Bob & I bought together ... so tonight's enjoyment is a bit bittersweet.

Candle lighting begins a little later in the evening - but the daylight fades slower.

That Christmas originated in pagan roots is partly true – and just as true is the concept that paganism has its roots in Christianity: it’s loop reasoning in a nutshell. Lucifer, the father of paganism, was at one time one of Heaven’s most beautiful archangels; and gifted in musical abilities: but he was also a jealous creation and thought himself equal – and even above – Elohei: he did not want to serve Elohim … he coveted worship himself and lured other rebellious angels to follow him in trying to overthrow Elohei. So, he was cast out of Heaven with those other angels, and for the time being, Lucifer is master over this planet. And this is all part of Elohei’s Master Plan.

Paganism is a twisted version of Christianity tweaked to lead people astray - kinda like the democrat version of politics: it sounds good to the rebellious-minded, but it is a cancer running rampant over the USA, leaving chaos and destruction in it's wicked wake. It may catch fire, but eventually it will burn itself out; and good always wins: beauty will rise from the ashes.

Because Lucifer is so narcissistic, he does not realize that he still serves Elohei. While Lucifer himself can never experience salvation, mankind CAN – by free will – be redeemed from Lucifer’s sway. And that is where the spirit of Christmas comes into the picture: Lucifer creates chaos/Yeshua came to earth via a virgin birth to join man and Elohei together as it was designed to be/Yeshua through His birth and death offers salvation from chaos/Christmas = Christ Mass: Messiah personified.

Yeshua is Creator – by Him, were ALL things created: there is nothing in Heaven or on Earth that was not created by Him. EVERYTHING BELONGS TO YESHUA; and everything honors and offers praise to Him.

So, does it bother me as a Jew to meld Chanukah and Christmas together? No – both honor and praise Yeshua, the Creator deserving of acknowledgment, honor, and praise.

Does it bother me as a Christian that pagans gleefully announce to me that Christmas is a pagan homage? No – even pagans will someday acknowledge, honor, and praise Him. They have no choice, despite their rebellion: even Lucifer acknowledges the supremacy of Yeshua’s authority over him … and WILL give Yeshua the honor and praise he rebelliously withholds now.

It’s not the holidays that are sacred.

It is the message of the Holidays that are sacred.

Chanukah is the celebration of a holy victory, and a holy miracle.

Likewise, Christmas is the celebration of a holy miracle, and a holy victory.

Both Chanukah and Christmas are spiritual awakenings.

Chanukah points to the Spirit of Christmas.

And the promise of Christmas points to the redemption of mankind.

Christmas is not a destination – it’s a journey.

Elohei is in the details ;-)

Ending my evening festivities, I ate some crackers with some of the Cheese Spread (https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2019/12/cheese-spread-recipe.html) I made yesterday …

Decisions, decision, decisions ... which pate knife to use with the Cheese Spread I made yesterday?

The Nutcracker won out ;-)

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I love You, Yeshua.

I love you, Babe.

Thank you both for loving me unconditionally, showing me that love can be trusted ... and for making me a better person because of that love. Babe, you told me when Stacey as born, "Thank you for loving me. Your love shines so bright"; but until you, I never knew what love was: your love was what made my love shine so bright.

I will love you forever.

Always ~ OX

*Kisses sent on the wings of a dove ...*

STAY-AT-HOME CHRISTMAS

I have always been a stay-at-home-Christmas type of person … I am usually sick at Christmas time. That has been the story of my life since the beginning of my life. I have weak lungs and a defective heart: winter holidays are literally hell for me – I do not feel up to entertaining free-wheeling, raucous relatives; and I don’t feel like being dragged from house to house when I look and feel like I’ve been run over by a Mack truck.

My mother bitched about it. Bob’s mother bitched about it. Our children bitch about it.

Bob understood it.

And I can’t help it.

That’s the way it is.

Bob didn’t bitch about it because he preferred to avoid the holiday insanity too … in houses, and on the roadways. The only exceptions we made were the years we would drive to Portland to pick his son up and take him back home every holiday – and later, when we were empty-nesters, Bob would take me daytripping over out-of-the-way-backroads for Christmas Day or my birthday, on December 29th. Picking and dropping Alex off wasn’t optional – and Gloria NEVER once suggested doing her share of driving either way; and no matter how I feel, getting out of the house at least once a month, is a must for mental health and a happy marriage (I could always sleep on the way home if the drive was too draining).

Last year’s Christmas time was the strangest; and I really don’t recall most of it. Last year at Christmas, I was an 11-day-old-Widow. I was emotionally numb, physically drained, and spiritually freefalling: I didn’t blame Elohim, and I wasn’t angry with Yeshua – I just didn’t want to deal with anything or anyone, so I shifted into neutral and simply tried to exist without Bob’s presence in my new and unwanted life.

I was also very, very sick; but I didn’t know that because I had pretty much shut down all feeling sensors in order to survive my husband’s physical death. At some point, I had picked up an influenza bug, and didn’t pay close attention to the symptoms because I had SO MUCH to DO following my bump from Wife to Widow. Legalities and bureaucratic bullshit to wade through: there was no time to be sick; my entire future depended on tending to the legalities, and wading through the Social Security Administrative bullshit – in times of bereavement, Widows are not allowed to grieve … time and business marches on, and we are expected to do the same. So, I did.

I tied up loose ends at OHSU, I came home and took care of funeral arrangements; I cried –RIVERS OF TEARS; I cleared Bob’s side of the closet – and learned how to rehang a dislodged sliding shower door; I learned to live in our home solo with the understanding that Bob would never be coming through the front door again; I boldly faced down my husband’s killers when meeting them face to face; I received the Official Death Certificate and began to remove Bob’s Name off legal joint contracts; I brought my husband’s cremains home; I applied for my own Social Security Benefits & reported my husband’s physical death … and learned that Social Security had penalized my husband for taking early Retirement; and his benefits were slashed 25% - wasn’t expecting THAT on top of everything else: I also was informed that I would receive nothing from Social Security Administration (Bob’s Benefits, or my own) until March of 2019; I learned that all the LEGAL “joint” safeguards my husband had put in place against this day to protect me from legal vultures WERE WORTHLESS due to government snafu’s enacted and passed into law by dubbya and obama; I was blessed with loving and compassionate friends who circled the wagons of friendship around me and carried me for months (emotionally, financially, and spiritually – I am truly blessed!); I started cooking whole meals again, instead of snacking and crying.

ALL THIS faced and dealt with BEFORE CHRISTMAS.

Christmas Day, 2018, I was musing views of cremation (https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2018/12/views-on-cremation.html).

Fun, huh?

To balance that morbid thought out, and to overcome the weight of the emotional, physical, and spiritual strain that was pulling me down since Bob’s spirit had left earth 11 days previously … I hopped into the car and went for a Daytrip drive. Bob and I always did that. Even though I was always fighting burning lungs, a raging headache, a leaky nose & running eyes at Christmas time, Bob knew I couldn’t stand being cooped up: I didn’t want to be dealing with people, but I was always game to enjoy a scenic adventure out of the house, where facing and dealing with people was very slim. So, we’d pack a lunch with a thermos of hot homemade chicken soup (nature’s natural penicillin ;-)) for me – sandwiches and goodie snacks for him – and a thermos of hot coffee for the both of us; and off we’d go. So, that is what I did the Christmas of 2018 too.

I was acting on sheer adrenalin.

And I had absolutely no destination plan in mind.

I was just escaping.

I remember coming back home over Wildwood Drive, so I knew then that I had daytripped what Bob and I had dubbed, “the Longview-Pe Ell-Vader Loop Daytrip Drive”. To this day, I don’t recall much of that drive – but I KNOW I did it because of the way I had come back home. My heart had guided me along that familiar route: my heart was having a hard time saying good-bye too:

Raymond to Pe Ell Route - I took a side spur and avoided Chehalis freeway. Thank Elohim, I did not hit a cat along the backroad! I usually hit a cat about here because there is a large farm along the way, and a kamikaze cat is always darting across the road in front of the car. Thank You, Yeshua! I would have remembered hitting another cat, no matter what mental fog I was in at the time …

Pe Ell-Boisfort-Wildwood Drive-Vader; and home along West Side Highway

Longview-Pe Ell-Longview Loop, Daytrip Drive

In 2020, I need to change directions, and figure out how to get to the interior of Oregon on the backroads; there are places I want to go and see: some old - some new …

There has GOT TO BE backroad routes among all those names on the map ... 

… my aim is to avoid all freeway travel. I’m working on it.

But, for now, this 2019 Christmas, I am just sitting it out at home.

I really feel crappy and I’m literally physically zapped with the coughing, sneezing, and a continual pounding migraine headache that is making my teeth ache and my right eye twitch with every painful throb.

I intend to spend the day huddled in Bob’s recliner, swaddled in his blanket Alyna and I made for him for Father’s Day a decade ago, and watch Hallmark Christmas movies between catnaps.

Alyna called this morning; Krisa, Sara, and Cheryl sent me a text; and Pam called, and wants me to go to lunch with her this coming Sunday - we'll see. If the inflammation in my lungs backs down, I'll go.

Between movies, catnaps, and phone chats, I was checking out FB Pages earlier to respond to holiday greetings from Friends and Family – and to touch base with those I hadn’t seen or heard from in months. When I checked Connie’s FB Page, tears came hot and swift. Her brother, Brian, had lost his battle with aggressive leukemia earlier this month. No one in the family had said a word to me – no one; and I had diligently inquired since hearing he had been diagnosed. I am assuming no one wanted to bother me while I was grieving, myself; but I would have like to have been informed. From what I read on Connie’s Page, Brian’s spirit had left Earth 1 year/1 day/7 hours & 15 minutes after Bob’s spirit had left Earth; their spirits are free to fly now - no more pain, only gain.

My thoughts are with Bob’s Aunt Marie, and his cousin Connie. It will be a hard time for them this Christmas.

CHEESE SPREAD Recipe

I have been making this cheese spread for some time now; it comes from a House & Garden’s magazine, some 1980’s December ;-)

This cheese spread is very simple, easy to pull together … and packs a pungent kick – perfect for dull Winter days. My garlic, horseradish, and mustard was on the hot side, so my nose was running and my eyes were burning. LOL! But it sure smelled like {YUM} ;-)

My husband liked Ritz crackers and cheese, so that is how we used this cheese spread: it sure beats the canned cheese spreads :-D

You can leave it in a medium bowl; or you can divide it among smaller containers, as I have done:

Because there is only me now, I have portioned out the Cheese Spread into individual small ramekins that I sealed with plastic wrap and refrigerated. The ramekin in the forefront is twice as large as the other 4, so it is only half full ... and will be eaten with Ritz crackers tonight, while I watch Hallmark Christmas movies.

CHEESE SPREAD ~ makes 1-1/2 cups

2 Tablespoons Red Burgundy Wine * 4 Tablespoons Horseradish * Juice of ½ Lemon * 1 Tablespoon Dijon Mustard * 3 Tablespoons Worcestershire Sauce * 1 clove Garlic, minced * 10 – 12 ounces Cheddar Cheese (fancy or regular), grated

Blend all ingredients thoroughly … except cheese:

Stir the mixed ingredients into the grated cheese; stirring until all ingredients are blended smoothly …

Pack the blended mixture into serving container of your choice:

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Last night, I finished up the last of my countertop appliances dust covers:

(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2019/12/mod-crochet-christmas-hard-candy.html)

It doesn't fit smoothly like the others, because it was made to fit over this nice 3-pot buffet slo-cooker/warmer that was given to us by a friend 6 years ago; and it has been used quite a bit: each of the 3 little crockpots are perfect for 2 servings :-D

And, later tonight, I will begin burning Chanukah candles from the last box of candles Bob and I bought together; we knew the pretty purple and gold ones we had bought in 2017 would not be enough to get us through Chanukah 2018, so we bought this extra box of white and blue ones to finish out the 2018 celebration with. But, of course, none of the candles were used last year because Bob was dying, and I was sitting death-watch with him at OHSU: we did not enjoy Chanukah festivities in 2018.

Purple and Gold Chanukah Candles 2017.

I burned the last 3 of these gorgeous candles last night.

(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2019/12/chanukah-2019-rededication.html)

By the end of Chanukah 2019, the last remnants of our Holiday celebrations together will have gone up in flames; and like my life with Bob, the sentiment behind buying this particular box of candles is irreplaceable … I can buy more candles – but I will never buy more candles with my husband ever again.

CHANUKAH 2019 ~ Rededication

The ‘Festival of Lights’ (aka: Chanukah/Hanukkah) is patently a religious holiday celebrating the victory of the 8-day Maccabean uprising that trounced the Syrian & Greek invaders, more than 2,000 years ago. The Jews regained their country and their holy city, Jerusalem. To celebrate the victory, they rededicated the Temple & found enough pure Temple Oil to light the Temple Lamp (Menorah) for 1 day. The miracle of the victory was that the small amount of oil lasted for 8 full days – the exact amount of time it took to purify more Temple Oil for the Lamp.

Today, there is no Jewish Temple in Jerusalem; and no Temple Lamp burning day and night. But someday, there will be, again :-D

Until then, the Festival of Lights is a message of light; Chanukah is about shining our candle of hope openly – placing the flame of the menorah in the window for all to see (Matthew 5:14-16). As Believers of Mashiach Yeshua (Messiah Yeshua/Savior Jesus), we example what Yeshua taught when He walked this Earth in the flesh as a man (Matthew 1:18 thru 2:23; Luke 2;1-20; & John 1:4). The light in our window is a public statement of what we, as believer’s, believe in; of what Yeshua IS (John 8:12). Yeshua, Himself, celebrated this holiday (John 10:22-30). Today – in our lifetime, the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem is all that remains of the Jewish Temple the Maccabees rededicated with that 1 vial of miracle oil.

The small Menorah in my window, with dancing flames, is a statement that I want to preserve my values in a world where values have fallen by the wayside – and the tiny flickers of flame boldly herald my belief: not that others have to adopt my belief … but that my belief is accepted.

The blessing of the dancing flames in my window comes from willingly asserting my faith publicly; not with a raging fire, but with single, quiet flames.

Chanukah, has been celebrated in our home every December since 1989; when Bob & I began worshipping with our Messianic brethren. In the beginning, we were gifted a simple little handcrafted wooden menorah from a local couple, and I used hefty birthday candles – but as time moved forward, and we spent every Shabbat in Portland where our fellowships were (1 morning & 1 evening), we browsed shops in between gatherings. One December afternoon, we were walking the Lloyd Center Mall, and we found a candle Shoppe: I came home with a pretty brass Menorah & a box of real Chanukah Candles :-D I also came home with a bi-color Mogen David Sphere candle.

Mogen David Sphere Candle: 28-year-old candle. I like candles … but my lungs do not, so I burn my candles very frugally; mostly, they just get looked at ;-)

I didn’t celebrate Chanukah last year because I was sitting death-watch with my husband at OHSU – and burning candles are not allowed in the hospital. If Bob & I had known 6 months in advance that he would be dying in December, I would have hunted down an electric Menorah for his hospital window sill … but, we didn’t have a heads-up; so.

This year, determined to pull a shred of normalcy back into my life, I have decided to light the candles this December, this year, for a new life Chanukah – a rededication, if you will, of my solo lobo life’s direction in bending anew to the Will of Elohei & giving the flame of the Ruach Ha’Kodesh full rein; and set our Menorah on the livingroom window sill, in our home (technically my home, now; but always will be our home):

Chanukah 2019. Chanukah candles are the only candles that get burned steadily on our home: they are safe because the wax burns pure and is practically odorless. My lungs don’t hurt when they are burning down.

Second night Chanukah 2019: 28-year-old Menorah. The candles I lit the first 2 days of Chanukah this year, are the last of the pretty purple & gold candles we bought together in 2017.

More of my life with Bob disappearing - this bit is literally going up in flames.

It feels good to be back in the swing of things, even if in a limping mode.

Earlier today, I was in the kitchen, and the Senior Centers Calendars caught my eye – so I glanced at them while pouring a cup of coffee, and noticed that there are 2-weeks-worth of “CLOSED” notification stamped across the lower halves and into the turn of the New Year:

Even Bars are open during the Holiday Season! According to these calendar notations, the clubs are basically useless during the Holiday Season :-(

That won’t do!

I am aware that there are people out there, my age, that do have families they want to spend time with; who like to have them around. BUT … there are also people like me: and Denise, and Diana, and David, and Teresa, and Karen … AND MORE; who don’t have families to spend time with. They became part of the Senior Center TO have someone to spend time with.

While these thoughts were running through my mind, I happened to look out the window and saw the gray clouds opening up while I was setting my coffee mug on the windowsill next to Bob’s recliner; which has become my recliner for the time being.

The parting clouds revealed a small patch of blue sky – it sparked hope …

And I got ideas :-D

Mentally sorting through the tumbling possibilities that could unfold with the dawn of the New Year, I started to get excited as the gray clouds rolled back and a vast expanse of promising blue sky brightened the day:

Hope springs eternal :-D

I have lots of ideas for Holiday time coming up in 2020 ;-)

Yu’all will just have to stay tuned – and check in periodically to see what’s on my mind, and where the ideas lead. First, I have to formulate a plan and get Denise, Diana, David, Teresa, and Karen on board with it.

SNOWBLIND Christianity Today Called Trump "No Longer Fit For Office" After Impeachment

https://www.buzzfeednews.com/article/amberjamieson/christianity-today-trump-editorial

The Christianity Today magazine is a leftist rag – and has been since the 1980’s, when I noticed it’s political leanings and stopped buying the magazine. It had deviated so far left, I could no longer justify spending my husband’s hard-earned money in it, or having it in our home. The fact that the editor, is firing off a scathing editorial based on NOTHING MORE THAN GOSSIP AND POLITICAL SHENANIGANS IS TELLING.

The editor-in-chief is entitled to his own opinions, but those opinions ARE NOT FACT. The editor-in-chief is a political lemming, trying to save an UNifluential magazine. That he would swallow the swill of poisoned gossip and then browbeat a man who has not been found guilty CONCERNING FACTS highlights his own immorality. There IS NOTHING {centrist}, {conservative}, or even {Christian} in the editor’s behavior, or between the magazines front and back covers.

I’m not too keen on Franklin Graham either, but I do agree with what he wrote to the galling galli:

Franklin Graham:

“My Response to Christianity Today:

Christianity Today released an editorial stating that President Trump should be removed from office—and they invoked my father’s name (I suppose to try to bring legitimacy to their statements), so I feel it is important for me to respond. Yes, my father Billy Graham founded Christianity Today; but no, he would not agree with their opinion piece. In fact, he would be very disappointed. I have not previously shared who my father voted for in the past election, but because of this article, I feel it is necessary to share it now. My father knew Donald Trump, he believed in Donald Trump, and he voted for Donald Trump. He believed that Donald J. Trump was the man for this hour in history for our nation.

For Christianity Today to side with the Democrat Party in a totally partisan attack on the President of the United States is unfathomable. Christianity Today failed to acknowledge that not one single Republican voted with the Democrats to impeach the President. I know a number of Republicans in Congress, and many of them are strong Christians. If the President were guilty of what the Democrats claimed, these Republicans would have joined with the Democrats to impeach him. But the Democrats were not even unanimous—two voted against impeachment and one voted present. This impeachment was politically motivated, 100% partisan. Why would Christianity Today choose to take the side of the Democrat left whose only goal is to discredit and smear the name of a sitting president? They want readers to believe the Democrat leadership rather than believe the President of the United States.

Look at all the President has accomplished in a very short time. The economy of our nation is the strongest it has been in 50 years, ISIS & the caliphate have been defeated, and the President has renegotiated trade deals to benefit all Americans. The list of accomplishments is long, but for me as a Christian, the fact that he is the most pro-life president in modern history is extremely important—and Christianity Today wants us to ignore that, to say it doesn’t count? The President has been a staunch defender of religious freedom at home and around the world—and Christianity Today wants us to ignore that? Also the President has appointed conservative judges in record number—and Christianity today wants us to ignore that? Christianity Today feels he should be removed from office because of false accusations that the President emphatically denies.

Christianity Today said it’s time to call a spade a spade. The spade is this—Christianity Today has been used by the left for their political agenda. It’s obvious that Christianity Today has moved to the left and is representing the elitist liberal wing of evangelicalism.

Is President Trump guilty of sin? Of course he is, as were all past presidents and as each one of us are, including myself. Therefore, let’s pray for the President as he continues to lead the affairs of our nation.”

FOLLOWUP: 

https://www.buzzfeednews.com/article/amberjamieson/christianity-today-trump-editorial


https://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/2019/12/20/christianity-today-took-aim-trump-it-only-hurt-itself/

HERETICAL Francis, in Christmas Message, Says Church Must Adapt to Post-Christian West

https://www.wsj.com/articles/pope-francis-in-christmas-message-says-church-must-adapt-to-post-christian-west-11576930226

As with n.t. wright, heretical francis keeps overworking 
(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2019/12/misleading-fake-news-new-testament.html) his mouth, showing the blackness of his evil heart. He talks about things he knows nothing about – and highlights the fact that catholicism is a pagan religion that has completely given itself over to Lucifer. This past Saturday, he said, “the church must adapt post-West views on Christianity … we need ‘other maps’, other paradigms to change our ways of thinking: we are not in Christianity, not anymore!”

Rather than call Christians TO REPENTANCE, so they can be blessed, and become a real blessing to those around them … the heretical political pawn, (sounding eerily like barak hussan obama in regards to views of Christianity), urged catholics “to prepare for a societal change as people flee the church; because catholics are no longer under a Christian regime because of the faith … Europe and much of the West, no longer constitutes an obvious premise of common life. On the contrary, it is even often denied, derided, marginalized, and ridiculed.”

MPO – based on what he has said, done, promoted, and embraces: is that francis, himself, IS THE PROBLEMATIC ISSUE. francis has radically preached a different gospel than what Yeshua taught, and the early Church embraced.

francis is a deranged demon dressed in a pope’s frock, wickedly fleecing the flock and condemning those souls he snares, to Hell.

POLITICAL FOOD FIGHT: So NOW, Only Waitresses and Plumbers Get to Vote ‘Who is worthy of Being American President?’?

Jayne Lynch Criticized for Saying Billionaires have Just as Much Right to Choose The President As waitresses:

https://www.latimes.com/entertainment-arts/story/2019-12-20/jane-lynch-elizabeth-warren-class-warfare-billionaires-wine-caves

THIS is where we, as Americans have come to?

Making judgments on who and who can't vote in a Presidential Election based solely on INCOME?

NOW, race baiting and gender identification is the ONLY BASIS by which a president can be considered BY WAITRESSES?

The reasoning being {WHY???}

Last time I checked ... I STILL LIVE IN AMERICA, the great Nation my Lakota ancestors lived in for generations before Europeans came to American shores. My husband's European & Asian ancestors, as well as my mother's European & Middle Eastern Ancestors came to America shores on ships - Bob's ancestors in the 1600's on his mother's side/the turn of the last Century on his father's side: mine, when European ships founded settlements on these shores on my grandfather Ball's branch (George Washington's Mother, Mary Ball is a direct relative of mine) ... and my mother's mother's family came to America at the turn of the last Century; my father's family had also settled in America at the turn of the last century, and there is the Lakota link there also. EVEN AT THAT, NATIVE AMERICANS REALLY AREN'T NATIVE EITHER! Native Americans either crossed on a land bridge linking Alaska to Asia ... or they floated over when the continents split and drifted into their current placements; but they CERTAINLY ARE NOT AS {ORIGINAL TO AMERICA} AS THEY CLAIM.

Personally, I'm sick of the political bullshit that is dividing everyone, and tearing this great Nation apart at the seams just because one political party is bitterly angry the 2016 election did not go as they planned. Who the hell do they think they are - to assume that their plans trump everyone else? No pun intended ...

IN America, EVERY LEGIT CITIZEN GETS TO HAVE A VOTE IN OUR GOVERNMENT ELECTIONS. Regardless of monetary status.

The demoncrats and libtards DO NOT GET TO DECIDE who is worthy of a fricking vote!

That IS UP TO THE PEOPLE.

That is WHY we have elections based on electoral campaigns and open votes.

But, of course the demoncrat-smoke-filled-closed-door-political hatemongers don't understand honesty or righteous behavior; being as wickedly bent, and as dishonest as hell that they have shown themselves to be.

And warren? Her claims to Native American DNA HAS BEEN DENOUNCED BY NATIVE AMERICANS as a shameful political rouse. She is a delusional, psychotic liar.

Plus, warren, herself, is sitting on TWELVE MILLION DOLLARS in personal net worth - that alone raises her FAR ABOVE WAITRESSES, and PLUMBERS: which should nullify her bid for presidency based on her own biased judgement about who should or should not be eligible to vote for the next president of America.

If the earth opened up under the entire demoncrat 'House' and swallowed them whole, effectively wiping them all off the face of the Earth ... it would be a beautiful and fitting retribution for what they have done and continue to do this this great Nation and The People.

Just sayin'.