“NYC FRAUD – 1.4 M\LLlON GH0ST V0TES.” – Senator John Neely Kennedy didn’t just arrive, he slammed into the room like a hurricane. The Capitol briefing room door swung open, and the moment he stepped inside, the air shifted, metallic and charged. Without a greeting, without a hint of restraint, he slammed a b|00d-red binder onto the table, hard enough to make reporters flinch. The label glowed like fire: “NYC FRAUD – 1.4 MILLION GHOST VOTES.”
And then he spoke—not with words, but with a thunderclap. “One mi||ion, four hundred thousand fake ba||ots in the New York City mayoral race,” Kennedy thundered. “All timestamped 3:14 a.m. …
“NYC FRAUD – 1.4 M\LLlON GH0ST V0TES.” – Senator John Neely Kennedy didn’t just arrive, he slammed into the room like a hurricane. The Capitol briefing room door swung open, and the moment he stepped inside, the air shifted, metallic and charged. Without a greeting, without a hint of restraint, he slammed a b|00d-red binder onto the table, hard enough to make reporters flinch. The label glowed like fire: “NYC FRAUD – 1.4 MILLION GHOST VOTES.” Read More