The solution would come faster were it not for the censoring happening right here, change my mind. What solution? I'm talking about the solution that will just be necessary if come 12 NOON January effing twentieth YOU KNOW THE THING. I don't discount the quandary, mind you good souls. So let me remind you, when there's a problem, you'll never solve it if you can't even name it. Sound familiar?! If you can't name the problem, you can't solve it. Donald said that! Five days, Americans. God did something in a week. More than some people want to do something. Are we cheerleaders with tits? You know full well there's no such thing as a male cheerleader. Is that where we get off, in that we're not more than a pep rally for Donald Trump? Because that's still a train, it's just going somewhere I don't understand.