Breitbart; Author and self-help guru Marianne Williamson suspended her presidential campaign, she confirmed on Friday.
The presidential hopeful official suspended her White House bid on Friday — a move which follows rumors of her campaign laying off staffers:
“I stayed in the race to take advantage of every possible effort to share our message. With caucuses and primaries now about to begin, however, we will not be able to garner enough votes in the election to elevate our conversation any more than it is now,” Williamson announced.
“The primaries might be tightly contested among the top contenders, and I don’t want to get in the way of a progressive candidate winning any of them,” she continued.
“As of today, therefore, I’m suspending my campaign,” she added.
The former presidential hopeful expressed her “deepest gratitude” to supporters and stressed that the ideas they discussed are “important”: read more
Who?
awwwww … all my childhood flower-power fantasies just went poof
… as in trigglypoof
in honor of the demise of her awesome love & holisticalness ….
“Love
Love will keep us together
Think of me, babe whenever
Some sweet talking girl comes along
Singing her song
Don’t mess around
You just got to be strong
Just stop
Cause I really love you
Stop, I’ll be thinking of you
Look in my heart
And let love keep us together”
and …
“All you need is love (All together now)
All you need is love (Everybody)
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need”
… damn, forgot the crystals & the patchouli oil
‘Is that a Sears poncho, or a real Mexican poncho? … Really?’
Bummer. Sparkleshine Stardust Williamson had so much potential for blog material. The sound of bubbling bong water on the campaign trail is silenced way too soon…..
GEAUX TIGAHS!!
Gee Wally, I guess this frees her up to spend more time doing worthwhile things like tanning her 67 year old taint…
Kumbaya
To kumbaya you should also add peace, love, dope and sex, drugs and rock and roll and please pass the bong. and don’t bogart that joint, far out, groovy, bummer etc. The 60’s and 70’s called and said we ain’t no damn hippies, grow up, that shit should’ve been over a long time ago. Most of us quit being Peter Pan when we became adults. And besides that sitar music sucks and transcendental meditation as well, been there, done that, hated it and found God (actually he found me when I was a basket case because of all the phony baloney of that era) when I was 19. So just go away to some planet in another dimension where you can peddle your bs to other fools just like you. I heard that the planet Bizarro would be a good place to go.
Love will prevail and essential oils and glitter and unicorn farts and being groovy and tie-dye. Don’t harsh her mellow you guys. Instead go visit her Amazon store… https://www.amazon.com/s?k=60%27s+hippie+fashion&ref=nb_sb_noss
I’ll celebrate by grilling some unicorn steaks on my Traeger.
EileenTTuten, is that your real name or do you just like to fart a lot with a last name like that.