Tuberville, really??

Dear you,

Above, on the left, is the man who won the Republican Primary for Alabama senator, the man who intends to oust Doug Jones. Senator Jones has a resume of social justice accomplishments that makes former Coach Tuberville’s look like fluff.  However, Mr. T. will be a formidable adversary since he has Donald’s blessing in a state saturated with Trumpism (and bad MAGA headgear + t-shirts, extra-large).

But here are some facts about Tommy T:

He is NOT an Auburn University Alum.  He was an EMPLOYEE. Many are making a sentimental connection between the school and the man.  They shouldn’t.  Again, he was an EMPLOYEE.  He did not earn the degree or embody the Auburn Creed (Google that).  He is a graduate of Southern Arkansas University, not that this is a discrediting factor, but you know.  Tommy is not Auburn. Yes, he led the Tigers to football victories over the in-state rival, University of Alabama, but what does that have to do with legislative skill . . . or anything?

He is also on the record for stating the following, “God sent us Donald Trump because God knew we were in trouble.”  Former Coach Tuberville presumes to know the intentions of “God”.  And as for the trouble Donald was meant to save us from?  Well, please observe the chaos of our nation as of this moment, the Trump Carnage Show.

Those are just facts.  These are the questions:

Will Alabama citizens vote for Tommy simply because of his War Eagle connection? Will his assumption of God knowledge also lure voters his way?  Will rabid Roll Tide fans be able to check the box for a former Auburn employee because Donald orders them to do so?  Will the huge amount of Doug Jones supporters be able to stop what many predict to be an inevitable loss?

I cannot answer those questions.

Ask Tommy.  Maybe he can use his oracular powers and god-connection to respond to those queries.

But here is another fact:

Right now, current Auburn students and many Alum are supporting Jones and heartily embarrassed by Tommy and his bromance with Donald.   And I just wanted that on the record.

War Eagle, baby.

Love,

Joyce