From PEOPLE this morning, 16 January 2026.
        

This is SAD. I’m sitting here. Alone. In the War Room. Fighting for you. The rest of the staff went home hours ago. It’s just me, one dying laptop, and the 17-hour countdown clock to my first mid-month deadline of the year just RANG. We are going to have to ACT FAST!
        If we don't crush my first mid-month deadline of the year, the radical Left flips the House and Senate in 2026 and finishes what they started: Open borders forever. Your guns confiscated. Your kids brainwashed.
      And worst of all, your favorite President (ME!) might just go through another FAKE impeachment!”

                                https://politicalemails.org/messages/2061015

(I didn’t make any of that up. - Lady M)

(But this I did:)

Alone in the War Room
Tune: Acres of Clams or any good tune

I've been punching buttons since midnight.
Should I hit the one called REFRESH?
RFK says my body is godlike!
Karoline - who the hell is Ganesh?

Send money or else they'll impeach me
And confiscate all of your guns
They’ll let all those rapists and criminals in
And brainwash your daughters and sons.

Midterm elections are coming
I think they're some time in the fall
If we should lose them, then MAGA is dead -
Lets not have elections at all.

A woke mind virus snuck in here
And left a big stain on my pants
So I'll go to war against Denmark
Iran, Minnesota and France.

Greenland is mine ‘cause I need it.
To build a Trump skiing resort
A golf course, a pool. It will be so cool!
And that’s why I need your support.

Alone in the war room I sit in the dark
My laptop just fell off my knee
No one to pick this thing off of the floor
And no one to pity poor me.


(10 ethnopoints to any scholar who can pinpoint the song wherefrom I swiped the last line.)