Perspective: What, Me Concede?
They tell me I'm supposed to make a concession speech. Me? Concede to Sleepy Joe? There must be a way I can still win, even without the votes.
Rudy and Corey are in Philadelphia looking for anything. Maybe they'll find a laptop with voting irregularities. Eric, Don Jr, Jared, they all say we should keep suing. It's worked before so many times. And maybe the Supreme Court will do its job and help me like they helped George.
So many people love me: See how they flocked to my rallies? There's nothing like the sight of a crowd standing cheek by jowl, cheering and yelling. They believed me when I called Joe a “senile socialist” and Kamala monster. They went wild about locking up that woman in Michigan who wanted people to wear masks.
People say I should have had a plan for the virus, which is so wrong. I had a plan. Sit back, watch the governors scramble and let nature take its course. Eventually everyone will be immune, or maybe dead, but probably not. Dr. Atlas thinks it's a great plan.
I don't have to concede, do I? Just like I never have to admit that Obama was born in Hawaii, or the Central Park Boys were innocent, or that there really were fine people on both sides. Stand back and standby. It's time for me to get to the golf course.
I'm Deborah Booth. And that's my perspective .