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WHY CALIFORNIA IS ACTUALLY A RED STATE AND ALWAYS HAS BEEN

Two words...  voter fraud. I'm so glad Nick SHirley is in California exposing fraud. The big question is whether he will be able to expose enough of it before the upcoming Mayoral election. We need to get these skumfuk lying motherfuckers OUT of California politics before we end up with another politician connected to Gavin Newsom and Nancy Pelosi. Our state simply can NOT afford another 4-8 years of what Gavin Newsom has done to California. If you think Donald Trump is a skumfuk, imagine how much worse of a skumfuk Gavin Newsom is and will be. Stop beign a fucking retard, you fucking retard. Highlighted Comments: - California's voter verification... "Trust me bro"   -  This is why Nancy Pelosi stayed in office for 39 years with little campaigning and always a landslide victory. Why Gavin Newsom won his recall election. Voter fraud is as Californian as Sunshine, swimming pools, movie stars, and the porn industry. - A dude with a camera and a bit of drive is out here...
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"CRACKER ISLAND" by GORILLAZ | ALTERNATIVE ROCK & HIP-HOP | LONDON, UK

"Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let in the light..." - Graucho Marx

On Cracker Island, it was born
To the collective of the dawn
They were planting seeds at night
To grow a made-up paradise
Where the truth was auto-tuned (Forever cult)
And its sadness, I consumed (Forever cult)
Into my formats everyday (Forever cult)
In the end, I had to pay (What world is this?)
In the end, I had to pay (I purged my soul)
In the end, I had to pay (I drank to riot)
Nothing more to say (I drank to riot)

They taught themselves to be occult
They didn't know its many strategies
They taught themsеlves to be occult
They didn't know its many stratеgies (Fantasies)

What world is this?
What world is this?

On Cracker Island, it was raised (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
By the collective from the grave (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
It only came out at night (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
It ate up their paradise (Paradise)
Where the truth was auto-tuned (Forever Cult)
And its sadness, I consumed (Forever Cult)
Into my formats everyday (Forever Cult)
In the end, I had to pay (What world is this?)
Out there on my silver lake (I was not there)
In the end, it will be great (Beneath the hills)
I'm like a ship between the tides (I saw myself)
I held on, I survived (There in the void)

They taught themselves to be occult (Cult, cult)
They didn't know its many strategies
They taught themselves to be occult (Cult, cult)
They didn't know its many strategies (Fantasy)

On Cracker Island, it will die (Forever Cult)
Join the collective in the sky (Forever Cult)
And on a shining boat of light (Forever Cult)
Go up to paradise (What world is this?)
Where the truth is auto-tuned (I purged my soul)
And its sadness, I consumed (I drank to riot)
Into my formats everyday (I drank to riot)
In the end, I had to pay (Forever Cult)
In the end, I'll have to pay (Forever Cult)
In the end, I'll be okay (Forever Cult)

Nothing more to say (Say, say, say, say)
Nothing more to say (Say, say, say, say)
Nothing more to say (Say, say, say, say)
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