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@adammocklerr @CurtisHouck lol Mockler really kinda just thrashed you @CurtisHouck

You’re a fucking embarrassment who hates America. You’d rather get caught lying on Twitter to score political points about a failed war instead of actually advocate for what’s best for America. You care more about showing your public praise of Donald Trump and Scott Jennings than actually putting America First and telling the truth. You’ve been trolling my replies for weeks just to be so horrifically wrong about this war that you may as well be a North Korean propagandist. Delete your account and rethink your life.

@mitchellvii You might find a few exceptions if you look around beyond your own Twitter account, Stinky Bill!!

Why don't leftist accounts have any followers? It's weird.

@bennyjohnson These posts are a tactic Putting your wife and children on TWITTER ffs. And waiting for some left-wing whack job to mock them so you have a new thread this week Typical Benny the Manipulator

Happy Sunday and blessings from the Johnson Family. Take your family to church! “Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are children born in one’s youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them.” - Psalms 127 Praise Jesus Christ. Have an amazing Sunday.

@redsteeze Good one, Stinky Steve!!

In my opinion, he is just making a joke, Jake. Jokes are not calls to violence or hate speech. See the rules you've now accepted and excused?

@BrilynHollyhand Good one, Stinky B!!

Dear Democrats, You can't constantly dehumanize President Trump and declare him a "Nazi" and then act surprised when one of your deranged followers tries to kill him. The Left is not sorry. Many on the Left are DISAPPOINTED the assassin failed. This is the state of the Left.

@mitchellvii Congrats on being so proud you have to publicly admit it’s easier than breathing. Must be tough when your entire brand is farming easy dopamine from sundowners. Your ‘victories’ smell like yesterday’s talk radio STINKY BILL WE LOVE YOU!!

I would be prouder of totally owning the left on this platform on a daily basis if it wasn't so damned easy.

@marklevinshow Did not many people watch? Is that why you had to tweet a video of it?

My opening statement on tonight’s Life, Liberty & Levin foxnews.com/video/63944562…

@MrAndyNgo Grievance-driven you say. Ah

Ngo Comment EXCLUSIVE: I investigated the upbringing of Trump assassination suspect Cole Allen. Raised in a Christian homeschool environment, he began drifting toward grievance-driven left-wing politics more than a decade ago. READ: ngocomment.com/p/exclusive-tr…

@mitchellvii Now Bill Maher is talking about you on CNN!

The left always think they have finally got Trump right where the want him. That's when he strikes and defeats them.

@mitchellvii Kara Swisher is talking about you on CNN right now! It’s not good

It's funny actually. Democrats actually think Americans want them back in charge. Their own hubris will defeat them.

@GuntherEagleman You should be glad you’re allowed to speak Gunther

🚨 MAZIE HIRONO IS DELUSIONAL AS USUAL 😂 Hawaii’s own Senator, from the most expensive state in America with sky-high taxes, $900k+ homes, and crushing cost of living, has the nerve to blame Trump for “anxiety about paying bills”? You’ve been in the Senate since 2013, Mazie. Where were you when Biden’s inflation crushed grocery prices, gas, and rent for 4 straight years? “Regime”? The only ones lying, cheating, and stealing are the Democrats who opened the border, printed trillions, and wrecked the economy. Sit down, Hawaii. Your voters are suffering because of people like you.

We're not even 2 years into Trump's term, and over half the country has growing anxiety about paying their bills. What happened to lowering costs? What happened to America First? This regime has done nothing but lie, cheat, and steal from the American people.

@itsrosesm Projection: undefeated.

Cole Allen is a symptom of the sickness Jimmy Kimmel spreads to this country daily.

@MAGAMichelleS69 That’s a pretty big misrepresentation Michelle

I hope people remember when they vote in midterms that, according to Democrats , it’s now OK to have a Nazi tattoo, as long as you oppose Trump after years of them calling Trump and his supporters Nazis.

@willchamberlain How are you measuring that?

Donald Trump is quite literally the person least susceptible to blackmail in the entire world and yet everyone who gets mad at him decides that he must be controlled by a foreign nation

@MichelleMaxwell You’re kinda dumb

More proof that the Left is insane and are ok with violence and death against anyone who doesn’t agree with them. How did we get to this point?

@RealHickory Gay

It was TREASON!

@AetiusRF Performed projection: undefeated.

His presidency started an era of decline, ugliness, and insanity that embedded itself in American culture

@mirandadevine Gay

Why are these terrorists still operating unmolested? It makes the federal government look weak and impotent.

@MrAndyNgo Racist

I’m glad I never had the opportunity to fly on Spirit Airlines.

@grey4626 Narcissism you say. Ah.

Candace Owens: The Polished Predator Who Sodomizes Grief for Narcissistic Communion In the shadowed theater of public discourse, where grief should command silence and truth demand restraint, Candace Owens delivers a masterclass in the black alchemy of the Cluster B soul. Watch the clip. Listen to the cadence…measured, theatrical, the voice of a woman who has rehearsed her victimhood in the mirror until it gleams like polished obsidian. Erika Kirk, widow of a man publicly executed, dares to name the pattern: Owens has spent months insinuating, audio-dropping, ring-removing, and conspiracy-crafting her way around the corpse of Charlie Kirk. And Owens’ response? Not contrition. Not even strategic retreat. No. She pronounces sentence: “Her punishment is going to be more truth… she is sentenced to more truth… and I have been keeping a little secret and it’s time for me to reveal it.” This is not rhetoric. This is the diagnostic fingerprint of malignant narcissism fused with psychopathic sadism, delivered with the chilling serenity of a predator who believes her own myth. The Grandiose Core: Malignant narcissists do not merely seek attention; they require cosmic centrality. Charlie Kirk’s assassination was not allowed to remain his tragedy. It became her platform…a fresh vein of narcissistic supply. By weaving herself into the narrative (the secret-keeper, the truth-teller, the only one brave enough to question the widow), she elevates herself from commentator to oracle. Erika’s pushback is therefore not a grieving woman setting a boundary; it is a direct assault on Owens’ godhood. Hence the instantaneous reframing: I am the victim. She put a “target” on my back. Classic narcissistic injury response…projection so seamless it would impress a master forger. DARVO in Real Time: Deny. Attack. Reverse Victim and Offender. Textbook. She denies the accusation she has spent months cultivating (the “I never said she murdered him” sleight-of-hand while her content library screams the opposite). Then the attack: “punishment.” Not debate. Not evidence. Punishment. The language of the dominatrix disguised as journalist. And the reversal…Erika, the widow still navigating the crater where her husband once stood, is now the aggressor who “sentenced” Owens to public scrutiny. The flying monkeys (her comment-section cult) are already mobilized, as the original poster rightly notes. This is not organic discourse. This is supply-chain management for a personality that feeds on outrage and loyalty oaths. The Psychopathic Overlay: Here the pathology turns lethal. Psychopaths lack the affective empathy that makes normal humans recoil from weaponizing a widow’s grief. Owens does not merely lack it…she performs its absence with relish. The widow’s pain is not real to her; it is raw material. The “little secret” she teases is not truth…it is the next dopamine hit, the next tranche of engagement, the next way to keep the spotlight riveted on her while a woman buries her husband and raises children under the shadow of conspiracy porn. Criminal profilers recognize this pattern in high-functioning female psychopaths: the velvet voice, the intellectualized cruelty, the absolute absence of somatic distress when inflicting harm. She does not flinch. She smiles. She calls it “truth.” Philosophical Rot: Nietzsche warned us about those who wield truth as a bludgeon…the ressentiment-fueled priests of the spirit who poison the well while preaching purity. Owens has become exactly that: a false prophet who perverts the Socratic imperative (“follow the evidence wherever it leads”) into a sadistic sacrament. Real philosophy seeks understanding. This is anti-philosophy…narcissistic epistemology, where reality is whatever serves the ego’s survival. Arendt would call it the banality of evil made performative: not monstrous in intent, but monstrous in its thoughtless, self-aggrandizing banality. The universe is not a conspiracy centered on Candace Owens. But for the malignant narcissist, any other cosmology is intolerable. This is not “mean girl” behavior. This is psychological terrorism dressed in designer intellectualism. The widow did not ask to star in Owens’ personal House of Cards. She asked for the machinery of grief to be allowed its dignity. Instead she receives a public sentencing to “more truth”…code for more of me, more of my narrative, more of my control. No one near Candace Owens is safe. Not because she is powerful. Because she is empty. And emptiness this voracious devours everything it touches…reputations, relationships, the fragile boundary between public discourse and psychological predation. The mask is not slipping. It is being worn as armor while the demon beneath grins and calls it justice. The Terminal Phase: When the Void Demands Worship This is malignant narcissism in its terminal stage: the point where the personality no longer hides its hunger. It advertises it. And dares you to look away. The Smear Campaign as Sacrament Observe the method. Months of audio-drops, ring-removals (whatever private symbolism that held), and “just asking questions” that somehow always circled back to the widow’s competence, her grief, her very legitimacy as successor. The “Bride of Charlie” series is not journalism; it is ritual desecration. Each episode peels another layer not from any verifiable conspiracy, but from the widow’s composure. Every discrepancy in biography, every tonal mismatch in leaked audio, every logistical decision made in the raw aftermath of assassination becomes “evidence.” Not of murder, perhaps…Owens now performs the careful legal two-step of “I never said she murdered him”…but of something worse in the narcissist’s cosmology: inauthenticity. To the Cluster B soul, there is no greater crime than failing to center her narrative. The widow dared to grieve on her own terms, to lead the organization her husband built, to say the simple word “Stop.” For this effrontery, she must be sentenced to more truth. More scrutiny. More of Candace’s sacred, self-referential epistemology. This is not truth-seeking. This is epistemic sadism…the weaponization of “questions” to erode the target’s reality until only Owens’ version remains standing. The flying monkeys swarm not because they have examined the evidence, but because the high priestess has spoken. Dissenters are excommunicated as “simps for the widow” or worse. Loyalty is total or you are part of the conspiracy. The Mirror and the Abyss At core, this reveals the terrifying emptiness. A healthy psyche, even one prone to drama, recoils from turning a fresh grave into content. The malignant narcissist sees only opportunity: fresh supply, new enemies, another chapter in the eternal saga of Candace Versus the World. Charlie Kirk’s death was not permitted its finality. It became hers. His legacy, his widow, his organization… all annexed into the Owens mythos. Erika Kirk’s crime was simple: she existed as a rival protagonist in the story Owens had already claimed. The widow’s boundary (“Stop”) was not a plea for peace. In the narcissist’s mind, it was a declaration of war on the only reality that matters…hers. No Redemption Arc There will be no moment of clarity. Malignant narcissism does not resolve through exposure; it metastasizes. The “little secret” will drop. More “truth” will flow. The voice will remain measured, theatrical, that polished obsidian cadence delivering psychological vivisection with a smile. Because for Owens, this is love…the only form she knows. To devour is to possess. To destroy is to dominate. To sentence a grieving widow to endless public autopsy is, in the twisted logic, an act of supreme benevolence: “I am saving you from your own lies.” The rest of us are left with the diagnostic certainty. This is not conservative infighting. It is not even standard political grift. It is the public performance of a disordered mind that has mistaken its own pathology for prophecy. The theater grows darker. The audience, addicted to the drama, keeps the lights on. And the widow buries her husband while the oracle pronounces new sentences. No one near Candace Owens is safe…not because she is powerful, but because she is fucking empty. And that emptiness has learned to speak in the language of truth, while meaning only one thing: more. Always more. Until nothing else remains. 💀⚖️🗡️