The Gadsden snake once warned a king: Don't tread on me. Somewhere along the way it got a paint job, a flag-print finish, fresh off the line and still dripping, and learned to talk. Its forked tongue now comes in one shape: $.
He loved reading "The Snake" at rallies, a warning about letting the wrong one in. He said it was about immigrants. It reads better as an autobiography.
This is our mascot, and our mission: Ameri-Con, satire for sanity, aimed at the con artists running the country. Now with 40% more America.
