So that thing that keeps happening—it just happened again. A rabid leftist tried, and failed, for the third time in two years to kill Donald J. Trump, the President of the United States of America.

The third time that we know of. There was also an incident with a drone during the 2024 campaign that was hushed up; and we’ve all forgotten, too, about Nikita Casap, the Moldovan teenager who murdered his mother and stepfather, took their savings and tried to buy a drone he could use to drop a bomb on Trump at one of his rallies. He was going to escape to Ukraine afterwards, or so he thought, with the help of Satanists from the Order of Nine Angles.

At this rate, we could be on course for a half a dozen assassination attempts—ten assassination attempts?—by the end of Trump’s second term. That’s got to be some kind of record, and not the kind of record a president seeks if he can help it; although President Trump, man of great spirit that he is, is taking it pretty well.

I don’t think we can continue to rely on God almighty or the spirit of Shinzo Abe whispering on the wind, “Donuraldo, turn your head!” milliseconds before impact, or just the preternatural luck of maybe the luckiest guy in the world, to stop the unthinkable from happening.

Let’s be real. If people keep taking shots, the law of probability says someone will finally hit the mark.

One thing we obviously can’t rely on is the Secret Service. What a bunch of amateurs. Their security cordon at the Washington Hotel was defeated by an audacious bit of Naruto-running on the part of gunman Cole Thomas Allen. Watch the video: It’s inconceivable that such a thing could happen.

Except it isn’t. A man with a shotgun, a handgun and two knives just Naruto-ran through a Secret Service checkpoint manned by multiple agents, started shooting and injured one of them before being taken down himself.

What next? Perhaps the fourth would-be assassin will moonwalk past the Men and (lamentably still) Women In Black, grab his crotch and shout “EEE-HEE!” before opening fire?

Hold on, I’m just placing a bet on Polymarket. Be right back…

But seriously, at this stage, if you don’t laugh, the only other option is to cry.

Source: Infowars: There's a War on For Your Mind!