America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 452: Will in Nigeria

"The US ambassador to Nigeria is suspected of being under pressure and dare not tell the truth" - CNN.

Suspected, truth, these words themselves are normal, but under the reporting of the well-known FAKE NEWS CNN, everything changed.

Putting down his phone and glasses, Wood Karamakris looked at his colleagues in the front row.

A boring Senate fight is going on. He doesn't have to go out to fight with the Democratic Party senators today, so he can sit in the back row and watch the fight leisurely.

"You have to stop this witch hunt, Schumer, it's unethical, very unethical!"

“You’re saying that it’s immoral for the president to traffic underage children, and it’s immoral for us to exercise our sacred constitutional supervisory power to question his possible child trafficking, right?

If you regard this as political persecution, then I have nothing to say - the Constitution of the United States has been torn up by you, the Elephant Party!"

You say I am committing political persecution, and I say that your denial of supervisory power is unconstitutional.

This is also the daily work of the Senate.

What they are fighting for is dominance, the dominance over the direction of this empire.

That's why the Donor Party spared no effort to suppress the election, the Coke-loving Melco clan was attacked on a daily basis, and Niu Sen's performance caused a huge wave with just a little push.

Mr. Cheng has not misjudged the challenges he will face in the future. He needs to cope with this fierce competitive environment and survive in order to ultimately win.

"Don't confuse right and wrong. Even if that damn Nigerian really trafficked children, it has nothing to do with the President. No! I mean."

The trolls on duty today were not very effective. Wood, who was sitting in the back row, covered his face helplessly when he heard this.

What the hell!

As long as there are more people, even the most ridiculous ones will appear. This has nothing to do with the effectiveness of screening; it is purely a human defect.

Schumer seized the pain point and began to pursue it relentlessly.

"Nigerians are really trafficking children? Did you hear that? He said Nigerians are really trafficking children!"

Although he seems to be a big shot of the Democratic Party, he actually needs to be on the front line of the struggle for a long time. Schumer's reaction speed is very fast, and his colleagues noticed it immediately and started to make a fuss.

"Copper smelting addiction! Copper smelting addiction! Copper smelting addiction! The commander-in-chief has a copper smelting addiction!"

"Prosecute him and put him in jail!"

"If we don't take action, America will be destroyed by the copper addicts!"

Wood sighed and talked to a Senator from the Elephant Party next to him.

"I remember Jeff's island. He never went there, did he?"

"Yes, there were far fewer of us from the Elephant Party who went up, mostly the Donkey Party, and they shouted quite loudly, it was ridiculous!

Maybe some of these people who are yelling have been to the island before, disgusting!"

Wood smiled and nodded, not taking the clamoring donkey party members seriously.

Everyone quarrels with each other every day, and everyone knows that these accusations are useless. No, their only function is to serve as a smokescreen to interfere with the advancement of the agenda.

"No, Wood, what do you mean? Suddenly mentioning Jeff." The congressman who was talking to Wood heard something wrong and asked.

Wood Karamakris smiled and whispered in his companion's ear.

"We all don't like him, but he is the leader of the Elephant Party after all. We should give him the necessary support when necessary. Otherwise, the long-term division between the two sides will make the contradictions within the Elephant Party too serious, which is not good."

How much power you have depends only on how much responsibility you dare to take.

There is one simple reason for making this decision - Wood wants to improve.

My nephew and niece should work hard. If I can become a high-ranking party member, or even the leader of the United States,
Then, the Karamacris family's roots in America will become completely important!
They are quite powerful now, but there is still room for improvement, or room for expansion.

Why not give it a try?
"Not really. At most, their attacks are groundless accusations without any evidence. Just let them jump for a while," the senator reminded.

What he didn't say was that, in fact, he had also been to that island.

Well, who said that only donkeys can smelt copper?
Behind the political issues of America's three Gs and one A, there are four underlying code curses: race, religion, copper smelting, and capital.

At least 10 percent of Americans born in the 1990s were sexually assaulted during childhood, regardless of gender—and little boys were actually more popular.

"Counterattack, strong counterattack, this is necessary!"

Wood replied firmly, seemingly oblivious to the expressions of his colleagues around him.

Of course, it could also be that he doesn't care.

Collective interests must be higher than individual interests. When the struggle becomes extreme, Wood does not intend to try to stop the chariot with his bare hands.

Instead of trying to influence the direction of the trend, it is better to go with the flow and step on the accelerator to gain some political capital.
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It’s still the Senate, but it’s the California State Senate.

A meeting with an equally eerie atmosphere was underway.

There are not so many redundant Elephant Party members in the California Senate, and the Donkey Party controls the situation.

Of course, there will still be disputes in daily work. Everyone has voters and financial backers, and they need to compete for interests.

However, when it comes to attempts to make the pie bigger, legislators will respond with an open mind - that is, they will give face.

After all, the prerequisite for dividing the cake is to have cake. Even Zhou Paopi knows that you cannot kill the goose that lays the eggs.

“Domis, are you kidding me? If I remember correctly, we just reached a consensus in early March to limit the expansion of private prisons to prevent harm to minorities!
Now you tell me you want to set up private prisons, this is a joke, a joke on us!
The budget bill passes, and we don’t matter anymore, do we?”

A black senator stood up with a microphone, stretched out his big black hand, pointed at Domis with his index finger and started to talk.

You nnd, have you forgotten how you humbly came over to lick my asshole when the budget bill was in trouble?
Now you play backstab, how brave!
Domis simply glanced at the non-cisgender black senator expressionlessly and continued reading the manuscript.

“.From the perspective of state fiscal responsibility, we must establish effective response mechanisms to achieve California’s development and stability when financial security is challenged and threatened.

Therefore, I propose that

"Domis, I f**k your father, I f**k your son, you are a despicable traitor, you are a devil, you will go to hell!"

The black brother/sister was still speaking, and his voice was so loud that even the guards outside the state Senate meeting room were alarmed.

The guards opened the door and a small leader walked in, just in time to hear the black brother/sister cursing.

"Your father was in great shape that night, his ass was as smooth as your bald head, and he sat on it."

There was a slight chatter among the councillors; they were enjoying the melons, and there was an irrepressible excitement in their tone of discussion.

Domis looked at the guard leader at the door and said.

"Get out, it's none of your business!"

The California Senate was very lively today, it was really chaotic.

The black senator was cursing and Domis was yelling at the guards.

The guard turned around and closed the door without hesitation.

Domis looked at his colleague and gave a playful smile.

Power, that obscure, indescribable power, revealed its true face at this moment.

Black Caucus?

joke!

scold me?

joke!

"Domis, you are a devil. I will expose you to the public and I will tell the government that you are a devil!"

The black senator brought out his patron, a former mayor of San Francisco and speaker of the state assembly, but no one paid any attention to him.

Domis put down the manuscript, without even looking at the black congressman, and spoke.

"Forget it, just vote!"

"support!"

"support!""."

"I object! We object! Are you still members of the Donkey Party? You are betraying us!"

"Snapped!"

Domis slammed the table hard, supported himself on the conference table with both hands, stood up straight, and then gently leaned forward.

His movements and eyes conveyed tremendous pressure. Domis looked at the black senator and said coldly.

"You're out. You've been out for a long time. Don't you realize it yet?"

The black man woke up from a dream and looked at his companions. Of course, he was not the only one in the Black Caucus in the California Senate.

But his companions all avoided his gaze.

The black man realized that a behind-the-scenes deal had already been completed, and he was not involved in it - he was abandoned!

"why why?"

Now, he doesn't curse anymore.

Despair enveloped the young man, and his political career seemed to have come to an end today.

Domis shook his head, sat back, and spoke to the chairman of the California Senate Legislative Committee next to him.

"Although most of these people who were selected based on their skin color and gender are qualified, there are always some who are not sober. It's ridiculous!"

"It's time to teach them a lesson, haha."
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Nancy practically yelled.

"You're just a Shabi! Niu Sen, what are you doing!?"

Even through the phone, Niu Sen seemed to be able to see Nancy's hysterical face amid her screams.

This time, the aunt was stabbed in the back by her own nephew.

Niu Sen was sitting in his office. He waved his hand to signal his secretary to get lost, and then replied.

"Aunt, there are always troublesome people who are hard to deal with. You know, instead of enduring the disgusting attempt to deal with them, it's better to just let them go!"

It sounds reasonable, but it's actually bullshit.

Bullshit, it’s the art of politics everywhere!

It can hide problems, distort the composition of responsibilities, and deconstruct the intensity of contradictions, thereby achieving the effect of reducing big things to small and small things to nothing.

"But he doesn't know these things. You know who I'm talking about!"

Nancy and a leader of the black civil rights movement were close friends. The two supported each other and became leading figures in American politics. That man was also the lover of a certain Hahahaha sister.

Sister Hahahaha, who was born as a mistress, relied on the power of her lover to get a fast ticket to the top of the political arena.

"Yes, aunt, this is what we discussed in advance, you know."

Niu Sen played dumb.

"Don't try to get away with it. I need to give him an explanation."

Hearing this, Niu Sen smiled and asked.

"Why should I explain it to him?"

Nancy on the other end of the phone was silent.

"What do you mean?"

Niu Sen began the devil's whispers, trying to bring out the fire of Nancy's desire.

“We have several paths planned to remove Garcetti from the mayoralty, one of which is to dismantle the group of Garcetti and his friends in St. Lo by dismantling the voice of the LGBT agenda and the far-left agenda.

But aunt, what if this plan goes a little deeper? "

The Speaker's car stopped at a busy intersection. She was thousands of miles away from Niu Sen, but she instantly understood what her nephew meant.

There is infighting within the Donkey Party, and the so-called progressives are just a general label.

The California Gang itself is also a nickname. The California Gang with Nancy, Niu Sen and other Italians as the core and the California Gang that accommodates their followers are two different things.

Control over the LGBT agenda represents hundreds of millions of votes and enormous political influence!
Niu Sen took a fancy to this!
Nancy said nothing; she was weighing the pros and cons.

"Aunt, we have already opened Pandora's box, so we can't hesitate!"

Plus code!

Niu Sen is still increasing his investment!

Aunt, don't hesitate!
Since we are going to deal with Garcetti, why not grab a few more at the same time?

"Kid, I'm already over seventy, you know, I can't stand the hardship."

Nancy's reply was somewhat unexpected to Niu Sen. What was even more unexpected was that there was even a hint of powerlessness in Nancy's tone.

Since ancient times, there have been many regrets in the world, such as beauties aging and heroes turning gray-haired. Nancy has two of these. How could she not feel regretful?

Put aside morality, humanity and so on.

Nancy is a succubus who runs a brothel in Baijing and hangs out in the police station, but she was once a beauty.

Nancy was an accomplice and even the mastermind of countless evil deeds, but she also participated in controlling the fate of mankind.

Ms. Nancy, the Speaker of the Empire, who served as Speaker of the Empire twice, regrets her aging.

She doesn't want to give it up!

But there is nothing I can do!

Power, oh power, the elixir of power keeps her vigorous at the age of seventy, but she knows that she is old and can no longer withstand major storms!

Niu Sen felt his aunt's emotions through the phone. He was silent for a moment, and then spoke gently.

"Yes, you are over seventy, aunt, my dear aunt."

Nancy didn't answer. She seemed to understand Niu Sen's hint, but also seemed not to, which made Niu Sen a little frustrated.

If they are the best politicians, then at this moment, they are like taking off their masks, facing the ultimate question nakedly.

However, only at this moment did they look like a real aunt and nephew.

It turns out that they have the same emotions as ordinary people, but they are too stingy and disdainful to express these emotions.

After a long time, just when Niu Sen thought the call had been hung up, Nancy's voice came out vaguely.

"I support you, Niu Sen, I support you, go for it, my child."

After hanging up the phone, Niu Sen stared at the air with empty eyes.

He is thinking.

"Ding~ding~ding~"

"Aunt, what's wrong?" Niu Sen asked with some concern, pretending to be happy.