Friends, I've been told to show some sympathy for #QAnon supporters and that I've been too mean. And I think we should. Bear with me please.

For five years, these people have followed the same letter of the alphabet that starts such words as Quack, Quagmire, Queer, and for those with a speech impediment, Quazy.

The letter of the alphabet has told them that there is a global pedophilia ring of satanists organized and arranged by the deep state. Donald Trump surprised everyone with winning because he is God's chosen one. He is like Cyrus.

Evangelical nutters echo it so it must be true. Therefore, they trust the plan. And shit happens. Epstein gets arrested and is eliminated. Trust the plan. Bill Barr is a bad ass. Trust the plan. Trump gives Q a shout out. It must be real.

When the election goes wrong, it is just those fuckers in the deep state. We'll fight back. It was fraud. It'll be exposed at the Four Seasons Landscaping office next to the porn shop. Trust the plan.

OMG there is a kraken that will reveal itself. Trust the plan. Fight the deep state. So you board your bus, plane, train, or get in your car and head to DC to fight.

And it turns out the kraken is some dickhead in a bison helmet who looks like the bastard love child of Cleetus and an underage gerbil.

You've spent four or five years devoted to this shit and it turns out it was all a fundraising scheme for a letter of the alphabet that also begins the word Queasy. Yeah, I guess I'll show you some sympathy. I guess.