Mueller Effect: Trust Lost

I never thought I would say this, but I no longer have any respect for the FBI, DOJ or anything related to the judicial system.  Perhaps worse – though maybe not – I trust none of them thanks to Mueller & the corrupt individuals involved in the “take down Trump” crowd.

After what we have seen with this Mueller & Pals witch hunt, if someone from the FBI were to ever ask me what time it is – I’ll not answer.  I might be mistaken or my clock might be off.  Nevertheless, they could say I was untruthful with them and charge me with lying to the FBI.  Isn’t that what Mueller & the FBI have shown their present day M.O. to be?

Did General Flynn know he was being interrogated or did he think the FBI was merely asking him some questions?  Didn’t the agents say they did not believe he lied, yet Mueller came in and charged him for lying anyway?

“Perjury Trap” is an interesting thing.  No one is actually safe from it, though some don’t seem to grasp the reality of that fact.  To the contrary, they seem to think that because they tell the truth, they cannot be trapped – but that is not how it works.  All it takes is saying something different from the person the prosecutor chooses to believe.  Then, when arrested… you better have the bucks to pay all the attorney fees to save yourself from the wrongful charge.  Don’t have the bucks?  Then you might be the one taking a plea deal to save yourself from what you are being threatened with.

I’ve seen innocent people take deals because they didn’t have the money to prove themselves innocent.  It happens.

I’ve seen people arrested for things they didn’t do.  It happens.

I’ve seen people lose in court when there was absolutely no way they should.  It happens.

Now, as though the flaws in the system and man aren’t enough, it seems one has to worry about being setup by the FBI, DOJ and perhaps even Mueller & Pals with a “perjury trap?”  This shouldn’t be.  It is time to end the misuse of power.

I can complain all I want, but that doesn’t mean anything will change for the better simply because I have.  It will take someone far more important than I am for that.  Someone that sees… comprehends… and has the power to put a halt to all this madness created by a rogue group of people in charge of a corrupt system. Someone that can halt it or get the ball rolling towards that end.

It is true that I may not be able to make a positive change, but the “take down Trump by any means necessary team”, sure has made a difference in my life.  They have shown me not to trust the FBI, DOJ or judicial system, because I can never know now if that question is legit or a trap for some reason that was never supposed. 

It’s trust lost. 

It’s called the “Mueller Effect!”

Copyright © 2018 Carrie K. Hutchens

The Vision: Reality Show President to President of the People

Madness touched the day as everyday it has since the “Reality Show President” won the Election of 2016.  How dare he?  It wasn’t, they say, his election to win, but win he did.

Screams reached the heavens in denial and condemnation. 

Fires raged. 

Pink hats gathered.  Indecent costumes & vulgar signs overwhelmed, as children watched in vile participation.

It was a shame.  A hideous shame.  A shame remembered in the history to be told.

In spite of all the efforts of the wounded Democrats & Radical Libs to stop his ascent to the Presidency, Donald J. Trump raised his right hand and respectfully, on January 20, 2017, repeated The Oath of Office, which went something like:

“I do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will faithfully execute the Office of President of the United States, and will to the best of my Ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States.”

Honored, our new leader – President Donald J. Trump – gave thanks and spoke of a goal… a goal he dreamed of… we dreamed of… a goal he was determined to make our reality.

The sweet promises barely touched Trump’s lips before the Democrats, Radical Libs & their media condemned… faulted… and sought to dismiss the legitimacy of his election and the words he spoke.

Pundits, hosts, anchors and so-called journalists picked and scratched for every challenge to the person, the speech, the election and the crowd.  Nothing was allowed to go without the stain of their snidefulness and attempt to downplay all that was good on that “Special Day” when we began to dream and believe again.

We were told the crowd surpassed others before.  Our president must have been told as well.  Yet, when he shared this news – he was called a liar and more.  Never mind that it had been said to us and then to him.  Whether mistake or not, those who had reported such to be so were suddenly silent and too weak to come forward with the truth of what had been told early that day.  Instead, they allowed the wrongful attacks to take place and continue to be.

Life moved on but the wounded Democrats and Radical Liberals did not.  In their madness, all reality became the lie and all lie became their reality and gospel to be preached and screeched in desperate chance to destroy the man they did not want to be president.

On it went in daily spew!  Never ending.  On and on.  More of same.  Added lies.  Pick pick pick.  Hate hate hate.  Accusations unfounded.  Intolerance.  Madness. Scratching at the doors and posed in nakedness.

Supporters of the president, though not always in agreement with every word or decision, were insulted, physically attacked and their morals challenged by those who thought they were the chosen ones.  Sadly, they didn’t realize they were the indoctrinated members of group-think with lock-step requirements always theirs.

One day, just when it seemed this was it – it became apparent “this” was not what was to be.  It was a day the delusions, though in fitful fight, began to fade.  A day when truth rose up in mighty force, determined to be seen… determined to be heard… determined to be accepted for all that it was and had always been.

President Trump had endured two long years of vicious attacks, where he had been wrongly accused, constantly lied about and undermined both from within and without.  Might he give up and walk away back to his life of luxury?  Might he?  No, not he!  He was on a mission to save the United States of America and us – We the People.

It seems it was a Thursday night, though it may have been another, when the light began to shine and truth peeked out to say “Hello – I’m back!”

Trump stood strong.  He fought.  The wall of deceit crumbled and folded to the fact and evidence it had once held hidden.  Eyes opened.  Ears heard.  Minds reignited in individual thought and even in surprise.  How had they so been fooled?

The heart of journalism began to beat into a pounding of an earnestness not to be ignored.  Truth was sought.  Eyes saw.  Ears heard.  Integrity reigned within the information gathered and reported, as it had not been for so many years before.

Steadily, the raging hate began to cease.  Intolerance lost its badge of honor.  “By Any Means Necessary” was no longer tolerated.  Assaults, harassment, and intimidation were all treated as the crimes they were.

Decency rose from the ashes and rapidly spread.  Truth was appreciated and rewarded once again.  Conversation and laughter could be heard in a delightful frequency almost forgotten.  Pride… in goodness… in self… in country… in our president embraced the moment.  Americans were back!  The United States of America was once again united!

President Donald J. Trump reached out and pulled the country he loved back from the depths of near destruction, though some thought it impossible and though others did not wish him to succeed.  It didn’t matter their thoughts or wishes – he did what he must… he did what he promised!

Once considered a “Reality Show President” only – Donald J. Trump showed the world he was in fact – a President to be respected… a President of his word… a President who definitely knew the “Art of the Deal.”  And what a “deal” it was with America thriving in spite of any who ever doubted!

It was then time to say…

“Thank you, Mr. President!  We appreciate the fight you fought for us for eight short years!”

Copyright © 2018 Carrie K. Hutchens