Here is another one from a local here in deep South Texas, Duardo Paz-Martinez, which will give you a taste of what is going on down hyar.
We know that a lot of Hispanics moved over to vote for Trump and Republicans in 2016, 2018, 2020 and 2022. It took them awhile for reality to slap them in the face, but many are coming back to the Democratic fold. How many? We shall see in about a month.
There is still a lot of dissatisfaction with the Democratic Party here in South Texas, but after seeing Trump and the Republicans up close for a few years, all the grifting, corruption, religious hypocrisy, stupid and insulting comments, and the egomaniacal narcissistic character of Trump and his sycophantic cabinet, the Republicans are looking a lot worse than the Democrats. Not exactly a ringing endorsement, is it?
Find The Weakest Baboon": . . . . . . Fear has reached furious desperation for Trump's faithful followers. They are losing the fight.
Election Day nears and their quest for a country all their own looks to be in ruins. For one, Americans in Texas do not want four more years of Trump groupie Greg Abbott. He could shock you and stand up unaided. . .and Texans would still hate him.
Suitcases of cash are said to be moving across the state line, from New York and Shanghai, in to help the slippery MAGA governor stave off humiliating defeat at the hands of Democrat Gina Hinojosa on Election Day, November 3rd.
Fast recruitment of emergency voters now includes the homeless, the abandoned and the dispossessed, according to a midnight story out of California. Wouldn't it be something to see a few of these people at Mar-a-Lago for a celebratory party?
A general and steady drop in Right-Wing national polls is the most desperate famine of good news for right-wingers hellbent on staying the hate and bigot course.
It may be said that the average MAGA foil lives in a continual crisis of fear and rage. They are sending in the clowns. Texas Attorney General Ken Paxton was recruited to run for the U.S. Senate by an Austin vagabond loitering outside the Broken Spoke honky tonk who told him his time "had come." Paxton smirked and said, "Let's do it, my man!"
Downrange, in Corpus Christi, troubled Brown Republican Eric Flores is wondering how in the Holy Hell he could be talked into running for Congress. He knows. He has seen the ill winds. The other Texas U.S. Senator, one Ted Cruz, has told him to head for Cancun a few days ahead of the election to cement that "winning" image on Congressional District 34 voters. Flores has booked the flight.
In taco-happy Edinburg, home of the original two-tortilla taco, Brown Republican Monica De La Cruz works on her fake eyebrows and skin-cleansing treatments every free moment. The oft-divorced 52-year-old is in the brawl of her life against the most popular dude in South Texas, Democrat Bobby Pulido. District 15 is Ground Zero for Monica's Bad Menudo overboil.
Will MAGA survive the election, see its Red Hats take to the streets in crazed celebration, or will this, well, all-telling election be the end of the cheap nightmare. Here in the hardscrabble Rio Grande Valley, I foresee disaster, Brown Republicans eating happily while looking into each other's weepy eyes, spoiled salsa running down their chins.