Dean James at Right Wing Tribune
Earlier we reported that 2020 presidential candidate Beto O’Rourke once wrote a “murder fantasy” short story about running over two children with a car, according to a new report that also revealed that he was a member of a famous hacking group called the “Cult of the Dead Cow,” a famous group of hackers credited with inventing the term “hacktivism.”
The details were uncovered in a Reuters report which says the groups focus was to provide the necessary tools to those wanting to hack Microsoft computers. He also ended up writing bulletin boards, one he wrote when he was 15, detailing himself accelerating a car into a group of children and hearing them scream.
Pretty damned creepy if you ask me.
Now, Beto has apologized for his psycho comments on a podcast in Cedar Rapids, Iowa saying, “I’m mortified to read it now, incredibly embarrassed, but I have to take ownership of my words. Whatever my intention was as a teenager doesn’t matter, I have to look long and hard at my actions, at the language I have used, and I have to constantly try to do better.”
Look BOZO- you definitely have mental issues and your past DOES matter. If you were a Republican you would be dragged through the mud.
But alas- You are the WHITE OBAMA.
Check this out from the Daily Caller:
“It’s not anything I’m proud of today, and I mean, that’s — that’s the long and short of it,” he said. “All I can do is my best, which is what I’m trying to do. I can’t control anything I’ve done in the past. I can only control what I do going forward and what I plan to do is give this my best.”
Reports show O’Rourke apparently might have also written more embarrassing poetry, with a line in one poem called “The Song of the Cow” stating “Wax my ass, scrub my balls. The Cow has risen, Provide Milk” from 1988 under the now-exposed pseudonym “Psychedelic Warlord.”
He launched his 2020 presidential campaign Thursday.
I’m telling you that this guy is a total freak show.
And this is the type of person that the dems want to lead our country.
What a mess.