As bizarre as Donald Trump’s claims of election rigging were (and are), at least Trump was—at one point during the ballot counting, anyway—within shouting distance of a victory. Sure, he might have been getting his post-election information from Rudy Giuliani—which is a little like getting your pre-Burning Man weed from Mitt Romney—but at least the prospect of Trump winning the 2020 election was briefly within the realm of possibility.
In fact, one person who’s absolutely certain that Donald Trump beat President Joe Biden in 2020 is 2022 GOP gubernatorial candidate Kandiss Taylor. She was also, coincidentally enough, endorsed by 2020 election truther Mike Lindell, who’s about what you’d get if the Kool-Aid Man was bitten by a radioactive Ned Flanders. Incidentally, Lindell was recently caught on camera complaining about the supposedly “rigged” Georgia GOP primaries, but even he hasn’t gone this far.
Taylor, who received just 3.4% of the vote in the primary—placing her far behind Trump-endorsed David Perdue’s 21.8%—is nevertheless refusing to concede. Because, you know, fraud.
The Daily Beast:
Taylor, a Trump loyalist who campaigned with the slogan “Jesus Guns Babies” and promised to “stand up to the Luciferian Cabal,” simply believes it’s impossible that she lost this spectacularly.
“We have a national data team working on the 2022 primary election fraud. More will be forthcoming,” Taylor campaign spokesperson Christi Maude told The Daily Beast. “Dr. Kandiss Taylor does not concede.”
Oh, we’re just shouting things into existence now? Good to know. “Dr. Aldous J. Pennyfarthing does not give up on his lifelong dream of cloning his nipples and selling them as bespoke suction-cup window hangers for official He-Man and the Masters of the Universe suncatchers!” Whew, that was cathartic.
Even Perdue, the ex-U.S. senator who threw away his credibility and political future to spend a fleeting moment basking in the clammy bacon-and-onions aura of Donald John Trump, almost immediately conceded to Gov. Brian Kemp. But not Taylor. Oh, no. After all, she couldn’t possibly have lost. Jesus told her she’d win! And not only Jesus. Mike Lindell, too!
In a kooky press release, Taylor highlighted one particular election “anomaly” she perceived as an impossibility: She received 41,027 votes in the primary, but supposedly had more volunteers than that.
"Given that my vote total currently lags my number of volunteers by nearly 20,000, I do not trust these election results and neither should any supporter of either of my opponents or candidates in any other races," she wrote in the release. "It is my opinion that our elections in Georgia have become a travesty spearheaded by the corrupt, organized, willful assault that Governor Brian Kemp, Secretary of State Brad Raffensperger, Attorney General Chris Carr, and gubernatorial candidate Stacey Abrams have inflicted on our election process."
Um, it’s possible that at least some of those volunteers saw that “Jesus Guns Babies” slogan (I swear I do not have the punctuation wrong) or that she was polling in the low- to mid-single digits, and decided not to waste a vote. But what do I know? I squander most of my time and energy hewing to consensus reality.
It’s also possible more than a few people saw this antivaxxer, anti-abortion, pro-Confederate weirdness and ran screaming in the other direction. (More on her “Executive Order 10” nonsense in a moment.)
Or maybe it was her obsession with furries. More on that in a second, too.
Whatever the reason, Taylor is now one of a growing mob of deludenoids who have decided not to accept any election results they don’t like—and for that you can thank the babyman who broke with hundreds of years of American tradition by refusing to concede an election he obviously lost, and attempting to block a peaceful transfer of power.
We’ll be living with that disgraceful decision for some time—and Taylor, no doubt, will be nurturing her resentments until the end of time, or until Jesus finally barrels down from heaven on a Jet-Ski, whichever comes first.
But back to the furry thing, and “Executive Order 10.” John Oliver tackled this particular corner of Taylor’s batshittery. It’s worth 17 minutes to be entertained as he explains Taylor’s obsessions and the “offensive shit” Taylor’s pushed about “specific rocks” and more—all while trying (and failing) to keep a straight face.
P.S. Be sure to donate to Kemp’s Democratic opponent, Stacey Abrams, if you’re able!
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