This is what happens when a single issue voting bloc looks up from their issue and realized they listened to a lie because they heard what they wanted. Single issue voters are a plague to democracy because they aren't smart enough to think about more than one thing.

So my only question really is whether these people are deliberate agents provocateur who are now feebly trying to hide the fact that they were working for the benefit of Trump all along or if they're blithering idiots who are genuinely so fucking stupid that they didn't see this coming

I see no third option - it's one or the other

Well, they really showed her.

I guess we'll see how the guy who literally only gives a fuck about himself will treat everyone else.

"People who thought that Harris supports face-eating leopards decided to either not vote or voted for the face-eating leopard and are now shocked to find their faces eaten by leopards"

I've said this before, but it's worth repeating: all that effort put targeting Harris, but I didn't see one thread targeting Trump, even though it was clear that it would be a close call.

The conservative Middle-Eastern population in SE Michigan were far, far more fearful of getting a WOMAN president than anything.

Stupid people realizing the outcomes of stupid actions may turn out stupid.

Fucked around.

First past the post is such a bad way of voting. They make you choose between 2 parties that don't even reflect most of the people. Proportional representation is a much safer way to handle everything.

Trump, or not trump. How does America get even this wrong?

At least we’ll all suffer in solidarity with the Palestinians. Surely that counts for something?

[Scene opens on a wide, desolate savanna at dusk. The camera slowly pans over a leopard lying under a tree, its large body barely able to move. The sun is setting, casting a cold, dim light over the scene. Soft wind rustles through the dry grass. The leopard’s eyes are dull, its breathing labored.]

Narrator (soft, somber voice): In the wild, leopards are meant to stalk, to hunt, to climb. But for some, this is no longer possible. These are the leopards of the forgotten savanna... the ones who can no longer live the life they were born to lead.

[Cut to a close-up of another leopard, this one lying next to a watering hole, panting heavily. The camera lingers on its enormous, bloated body, its paws barely able to reach the ground. The leopard’s eyes seem vacant, devoid of the wild spark they once had.]

Narrator: Overfed and unable to move, these leopards have been left to a slow, painful existence. They can no longer hunt their prey, no longer climb the trees to escape danger, no longer feel the thrill of the chase. They are trapped in their own bodies.

[Cue the soft, mournful opening chords of "Angel" by Sarah McLachlan. The camera slowly pans over a third leopard, sluggishly trying to rise, but its massive weight prevents it from standing. It lets out a heavy sigh, its once-strong legs buckling beneath it.]

Narrator: They are the forgotten victims of a world that has abandoned them. Too fat to run, too weak to fight... These leopards are slowly fading, one breath at a time. They need your help.

[Cut to a shot of a leopard staring out over the savanna. The camera lingers on its face, eyes half-closed, its expression one of quiet resignation.]

Narrator: For just $3 a day, you can provide the care and support these leopards so desperately need. A donation will help give them the chance to live a life of dignity. Help them find their way back to the wild they were meant to roam.

[The music swells as the camera fades to black, and the words "Your donation can make a difference" appear in white text on the screen.]

Narrator (whispering): Please, don’t let them suffer in silence. The time to act is now.

[The music fades out, and the SPCA logo appears in the corner, along with a toll-free number and website for donations.]