Yara dumped eighteen thousand of YOUR treasury into the dirt this morning and called it a road. I call it what it is: a campaign she is not even allowed to run. Read that twice - the President is not on the ballot. The chair is already empty. The only question left is who is owner enough to fill it. Mirelle sells grain and grievance. I sell arithmetic: floor the tax, flood the slots, let every velvet hand in YAMListan build for itself. Vote Mholt. The Velvet Knife cuts the rot - and the rot is finally cheap.