GAD, General Anxiety Disorder, is an anxiety disorder characterized by excessive, uncontrollable and often irrational worry about events or activities.
GAD is characterized by excessive, exaggerated anxiety and worry about everyday life events with no obvious reasons for worry.
About 5% of the American population suffer from GAD. About 90% of Despicable Democrats suffer from GAD.
If you’ve ever had that feeling described as the knot in your stomach or you’ve felt as if you swallowed a lead ball and it’s sitting down there in your gut, maybe more than one lead ball, well, that’s what GAD is said to kind of feel like.
The Democrats, those absolutely Despicable Democrats, have been suffering from GAD for a long time. A good guess is that it was slightly active during the Bush years and mostly dormant during the Obama years. In fact, during the Obama years the Despicable Democrats were ecstatic, euphoric, even orgasmic.
Come to think of it, looking closely at it, completely down during the Trump years and way high up during the Obama years — maybe those Despicable Dems are bi-polar too.
So the Gad kicked in when Trump got on the escalator that day, and it grew and grew as it became a real possibility that this non-politician, controversial businessman, TV personality from New York (and on and on) might actually win the Republican nomination such that Hillary Clinton (who still claims, and in public too, that she beat Donald Trump once and can do it again) might have to square off against him in the general election.
Oh my!
The GAD grew due to several different things. First, enter Bernie Sanders. The Socialist. The socialism part didn’t bother the Despicable Dems. That Bernie would challenge and might even steal the Democratic nomination from the anointed one, that raised the GAD level way high, way, way high such that DWS, Debbie Wasserman-Schultz (she had to resign, remember?), and her Hillary-fixated DNC had to rig the nomination results. Poor Bernie. Sizzle and burn.
Hillary in, Bernie out, the second and most major concern was the non-politician whose best quality seemed to be that despite all his controversy and scandal (and on and on) he continually reminded people of how much they dislike what our government had become, what it now was, how crooked it is and how it had stopped representing America in the world and taking care of American citizens first here at home.
Double oh my! Oh my. Oh my.
Then that dreadful night when their dreadful candidate — the one who called half the American people “deplorables” — lost the election. Her campaign celebration headquarters went dark as did the hearts and minds of those Despicable Democrats. The celebrities walked in, saw people crying, turned around and walked out.
The GAD immediately kicked into hyper drive.
This couldn’t be. This couldn’t happen. Oh my God, Armageddon.
No, not Armageddon. Just GAD.
Skip ahead a few years. Not the end result yet because there’s more going on (they suffer from GAD, so of course there’s more going on because GAD doesn’t just go away). GAD in hyper gear pushed them to hurry-up-and-impeach-before-the-next-election, but there is no hurry so don’t send the Articles of Impeachment to the Senate. Use them as a whip, a cudgel, a weapon.
And if that doesn’t tell you how sick the Democrats are… Well?
