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Wake Up, Patriots: Pam Bondi’s Playing Checkers While the Deep State Plays 4D Chess with Tina Peters’ Life, And Our Republic

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Lara Logan: Why is Tina Peters still behind bars? Lara Logan’s post at X

 

@KariLake“Tina Peters is a really good woman. I know her personally. I consider her a friend… To throw her behind bars—the same corrupt people in Colorado who were behind the election malfeasance—when she was trying to say, “We are going to collect the evidence and make sure that we are responsible to the voters and the taxpayers,” is unconscionable. They put her in prison for that…They threw the book at her for a ridiculous non-crime.”

Wake Up, Patriots: Pam Bondi’s Playing Checkers While the Deep State Plays 4D Chess with Tina Peters’ Life (And Our Republic)

Folks, if you’re not raging right now, check your pulse—you might be one of those RINO sleepwalkers the Deep State keeps on life support with soy lattes and CNN drips. Let’s cut the baloney: Tina Peters, that lion-hearted Colorado clerk who had the guts to peek behind the Dominion curtain and expose the 2020 ballot-box bonfire, is rotting in a commie gulag while the so-called “America First” crew sips herbal tea in D.C. And who’s got the keys to the federal paddy wagon that could yank her out as a star whistleblower? None other than Pam Bondi, Trump’s handpicked Attorney General, who’s apparently too busy alphabetizing her Rolodex to launch a probe into the Centennial State’s stolen sovereignty. It’s like watching your favorite uncle get curb-stomped by Antifa while the family golden retriever just yawns and chases its tail. Pathetic? You bet your red-white-and-blue bootstraps it is.
Let’s rewind the tape for the normies who still think elections are decided by “vibes” and vegetable recounts. Back in 2020, Colorado—land of legal weed and illegal everything else—got Colorado’d harder than a Broncos fan on Super Bowl Sunday. Tina Peters, Mesa County’s no-nonsense clerk, smelled the rat when those Dominion death machines started spitting out votes like a Vegas slot gone haywire. She didn’t just whine on X (back when it was Twitter and free speech wasn’t a felony), she did something. Snuck a forensic peek at the servers, uncovered the algorithmic alchemy turning Trump ballots into Biden brunch specials, and boom—evidence of a heist that makes Ocean’s Eleven look like a lemonade stand scam. We’re talking 20-30 million phantom votes across key states, folks—enough fake tallies to swing not just 2020, but the midterms and ’28 like a wrecking ball on Red Bull. Tina’s the canary in the coal mine, chirping “fraud!” while the Deep State shafted her with a sham trial, a kangaroo court, and a nine-year stretch in Club Fed… er, I mean, Colorado’s “corrections” clown show.

She’s 70-something, health crumbling like a gluten-free cookie, and still defiant as a MAGA hat at a drag brunch. “I did it for America,” she says. Hero? Damn right. Political prisoner? Double damn right. But Pam Bondi? Crickets, louder than a Biden presser. This isn’t incompetence, it’s a cover-up with a Florida tan. Bondi’s got the full DOJ arsenal—federal marshals, whistleblower shields, RICO charges that could make Al Capone look like a jaywalker. She could announce today: “Tina Peters, you’re our star federal witness. Pack your bags, we’re relocating you to a safe house faster than Kamala fleeing a border question.” Boom—investigation into Colorado’s 2020 theft launches, Dominion’s dark arts get dragged into the sunlight, and those 20-30 million ghost votes evaporate like a Clinton server. No more judges with Soros stickers on their gavels dismissing cases faster than a vegan at a barbecue. No more Mockingbird media—your friendly neighborhood NY Slimes, WAPO Wankers, CBS, NBC, ABC, and CNN’s clown car—banning Trump tweets, pumping fake news faster than a fentanyl pipeline, and gaslighting us into believing water is dry. Hell, they’ve already got the script for ’28: “Democrats sweep because democracy!” Rinse, repeat, steal.

And Trump? The lion himself roars on Truth Social: “Let Tina out NOW—she caught the cheats!” But Trump’s deal with the Deep State is in effect, killing Tina Peters, and American freedom come 2028. 😡

General Flynn’s pounding the table for federal custody. Even Patrick Byrne, that Deep State defector with more intel than a Langley leak, is laying out the playbook: Bondi resigns in disgrace, Tina walks free, and the ’20 fraud dominoes topple. They know this. Pam knows this. Trump knows this. Yet here we are, watching Tina waste away while the swamp drains us. It’s giving “figurehead” vibes harder than a bobblehead on a dashboard—everything Trump’s built, from border walls to energy independence, could get executive-order-erased by the next ChiCom puppet in ’29. We’re not a republic anymore, we’re a banana republic with better dental—dictatorship in denial, where the scum rises to the top like oil in a vegan vinaigrette. America’s on life support, gasping through a ventilator labeled “Voter ID: Optional.” Tina’s not just in trouble health-wise, she’s the symbol of every patriot the Deep State crucifies to keep their fraud factory humming. Most folks? Clueless as a soy boy at a rodeo, scrolling TikTok while the ballot box burns. But make no mistake, MAGA warriors: This is our Alamo moment. If Bondi doesn’t saddle up right now—probe the theft, crown Tina federal royalty, and U-Haul her out of that corrupt cowtown—then American freedom flatlines. No more “stop the steal” chants, it’ll be “stop the squeal” as they silence us all. Rise up, red-pilled riders. Demand Bondi acts, or call for her resignation louder than a foghorn at a library. Trump’s the tip of the spear, but we’re the shaft—time to drive it home. Tina Peters didn’t bleed for a participation trophy, she bled for us. Let’s not let her—or the Republic—die whispering “What if?” in a Colorado cell. Drain the swamp, or drown in it. Your move, Pam. Clock’s ticking louder than a Dominion algorithm.

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