This is bargaining.

This is where we disect words. See phantom deepfakes. Continue to believe random 4chan and Twitter users who say things we want to hear.

Its not a deepfake. Stop. The man is 74 and overweight, his neck skin is loose and bounces around when he talks.

This isn't a Clancy novel. He gave up. He tried, and he failed. We need to stop with the ridiculous conspiracy theories and talk about what we do next, WITHOUT Trump. Democrats control EVERYTHING now. We are dangerously close to totalitarianism. We need to organize and have meaningful discussion on what our plans and goals are. Enough LARPing.

I am going to be honest with all of you. I'm not doing very well. My hope, my resolve, my faith, they were all crushed today. I've probably gone through all of the stages of grief 4 times in the last 8 hours. I feel weak, and scared, and alone. And I feel like I'm letting you all down, because I'm not holding the line. Hell, I'm barely holding it together at all.

My wife, thank God for her, has stayed strong as hell today. She's been a fucking rock while I circled the damn drain.

Thank you all. Thank you for your courage, and your energy, and your memes. I want to believe that this isn't as bad as it seems, but I'm having a really hard time seeing through the darkness right now.

I'm sorry for this stupid post. I don't have anyone I can go to right now. I can't burden my wife with this. I love every single one of you bastards.