Oh, we'll know by the morning of December 20. Actually, we already know it now. Every single one of us. But some are still hoping and don't want to admit it, not even to themselves.

However many electors decide to vote against Trump, it won't be enough. He's still going to spell the end of the U.S. and then the whole human race.

I keep saying it, but no one ever listens. It's that fucking false hope in the outside salvation that's keeping people from doing what has to be done. That false hope has to be crushed by any means available. Shaken right out of the people if anybody on this planet is to be able to survive this complete disaster of the human spirit.

Somebody's complaining about being given hope only to have it crushed later? That's your fucking problem, right there, people! That false hope that somebody else is going to save you from yourselves. It's been ripped out of you and put before your very eyes so many times before that it's become sickening to even think about doing it again. And, yet, you still hold onto it like nothing's ever happened.

There is no one out there to save you! If you don't save yourselves, you won't be saved at all! Period!

Get that through those thick skulls of yours just for once. Time is quickly running out.