Maybe it’s time for a new 12-step program, Lindell Anonymous, and I will be the charter member. As a matter of fact, I think I’ll write the damn text book. It will go something like this:

  1. Admitted we had a sick fascination with the MyPillow guy;
  2. Craved laughing at his antics, like we craved a drug;
  3. Couldn’t stop pointing and laughing at him, even when all prudence dictated that would be the best course of action.

You get the idea where this is going. Here is Lindell’s latest rave. I think he’s trying to say that if he gathers a convention of cool kids from around the world and they vote on Donald Trump being reinstated, then that will come to pass. Or something. You tell me.

Has anybody ever explained to Mike that the world’s “opinion” is bupkis compared to votes? Oh, never mind.

You see what I mean? This is Lindell’s religion and Brannon Howse, his employee, is actually his priest. He confesses regularly to Howse what his newest scheme is and it’s just like a soap commercial, he’s always got a “new” and “improved” “never before seen” way of attacking this issue that is somehow going to yield a new result.

So what’s the movie going to be called? Time for creativity, class:

  1. 2001 Mules, a Space Cadet Odyssey;
  2. Lindell Symposium, the Motion Picture;
  3. Cray Cray On Crack;
  4. The MyPillow Boy Who Cried Wolf

Maybe it’s as simple as that. Maybe Lindell thinks that if he can sell chopped foam at an astronomical mark up, he can do anything.

Mark your calendars. As always, it will be amusing to see how he worms out of this one.

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