Mike Lindell’s MyPillow Faces Eviction: An Idea

Mike Lindell’s company MyPillow faces eviction from a Minnesota warehouse, as it apparently owes $217,000 in back rent. The CEO says his company is “fine” financially, but does that seem plausible?
Here’s a suggestion: Insofar as Lindell claims to have iron-clad evidence that the 2020 presidential election was rigged in favor of Biden, why not simply reveal the proof?
Think of all the wealthy beneficiaries of such an event, among them the 19 co-defendants in the Fulton County GA RICO case, three of whom have already flipped in favor of reduced sentences. Then add the 16 dangling on the hook, facing imminent criminal trials and lengthy prison terms. Is there a single one of these criminal idiots who wouldn’t happily pony up $217K as a gift to help out a friend who helped them beat the rap?

An article in National Public Radio
The meme here might cause Trump’s base to question their support.
It wasn’t that long ago that America’s leaders were responsible and honest people, acting according to an understanding of what it means to make this nation great.
The problem, of course, is that almost half of the U.S. electorate believes the Big Lie, i.e., that the national security apparatus is a threat to Trump, the rightful president of the United States.
It’s interesting to watch the ultra-right-wing Heritage Foundation, through its media arm The Daily Signal, use PR to forward its messages. They start off with the same framework that we all use:
I told my son the other day that, if Trump is re-elected, a significant number of Americans will be leaving the country, simply because they can’t stand to be led by a criminal sociopath, and all the degrading baggage than accompanies that.
I remember attending a trade show at which a variety of new-age food items were being introduced. I ran across the vendor of a new orange soda that he marketed as “all-natural.”
The meat-eater pictured here is one of a large number of hateful morons who make up the American electorate.
Immediately after my first business meeting in Paris, I spent some time walking around the City of Lights, trying not to be too conspicuous as the dreaded American tourist.