Operation Wind-Up: Radical Left Swaps MAGA Hats for Propeller Beanies in Overnight Covert Mission
April 1, 2025 | Gold Country Observer
In what authorities are calling “a highly coordinated act of whimsical subversion,” over 7,000 Trump supporters across five swing states awoke this morning to find their red MAGA hats replaced with red propeller beanies—each one sized to fit and spinning gently in the breeze.
The mysterious operation, reportedly titled “Operation Wind-Up,” appears to have occurred overnight with no alarms triggered, no surveillance footage captured, and no reports of missing dogs or disturbed barcaloungers.
Eyewitnesses described waking up, reaching instinctively for their trademark hat, and instead gripping something “round, plastic, and unusually cheerful.”
“I put it on without thinking,” said Joe Parsnip of rural Indiana. “Went outside to feed the chickens, and my neighbor asked if I was auditioning for Blue’s Clues. That’s when I noticed it had a little spinny thing on top. And I felt… lighter somehow. Like I could breathe.”
Conservative media immediately accused the Radical Left, George Soros, and possibly Antifa Fairies of conducting the mass swap, though no group has officially claimed responsibility. A spokesperson for the DNC denied involvement, stating, “We couldn’t coordinate a pancake breakfast, let alone a nationwide hat swap.”
Experts suggest the operation may have had psychological intent.
“The propeller beanie is a symbol of playful innocence,” said Dr. Lexa Roam, a cognitive sociologist and part-time banjo teacher. “Swapping it for a MAGA hat breaks the trance. It disrupts the loop. It may even spark a moment of self-awareness—which is terrifying to authoritarians.”
Unconfirmed reports claim that at least 48 Trump supporters, now referred to as “the Beanie Curious,” have since begun questioning the last eight years of their political choices. One was seen buying almond milk. Another reportedly Googled “how to vote by conscience.”
Former President Trump responded via Truth Social:
“VERY BAD! DEPRAVED WITCHCRAFT! NO ONE TOUCHES MY HAT!!! MY HEAD IS SACRED REAL ESTATE!!!”
(edited to add: “I INVENTED PROPELLERS!”)
Meanwhile, propeller sales have surged across conservative regions, and Etsy reports a spike in custom orders reading “Make America Silly Again.”
The masterminds behind Operation Wind-Up remain unknown, but inside sources claim the next phase may involve replacing flags with tie-dye tapestries and sending out free ukuleles.
Stay tuned.
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BaBaBabaBaBaBaBa
[Chorus – repeat chant-style]
Bababababa, hoo hoo de hoo
Bababababa, hoo hoo de hoo
Spinnin’ in the sky with a glitter-glue shoe
Bababababa, hoo hoo de hoo
[Verse 1]
Woke up walkin’ on a marshmallow street
Every cloud yellin’ “Ain’t life sweet?”
Got a lollipop map and a yo-yo hat
And a duck in a cape sayin’ “Where you at?”
[Chorus – again, with stomp/clap]
Bababababa, hoo hoo de hoo
Bababababa, hoo hoo de hoo
Dancin’ with a cactus in a pink tutu
Bababababa, hoo hoo de hoo
[Bridge – dreamy breakdown]
I flew through the toaster, slid down the moon
Rode a jellybean train that sings in tune
Everything’s sideways, upside and through
But I never lose track of my hoo hoo de hoo
[Outro – fade like a mantra]
Bababababa… hoo hoo de hoo…
hoo hoo de hoo… hoo hoo de hoo…
[Chorus – repeat chant-style]
Bababababa, hoo hoo de hoo
Bababababa, hoo hoo de hoo
Spinnin’ in the sky with a glitter-glue shoe
Bababababa, hoo hoo de hoo
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Prayer from the Nursery
[Verse 1]
Koochie koochie koochie koo,
Somebody’s throwin’ tantrums in a golden shoe,
Rattles in one hand, lies in the other,
Shoutin’ “Third Term!” like he’s Big Brother.
[Chorus]
Moo moo moo, we see right through—
Your bull is old, and the pasture’s too.
Moo moo moo, we’re not your zoo,
We’re wild, we’re weird, and we vote too!
[Verse 2]
He’s got a pacifier, shaped like a mic,
Blows hot air like a toddler on a trike.
Tweets and squeals, stomps the floor,
But we ain’t buyin’ his tantrum war.
[Bridge]
Peekaboo! We caught you—
Tryin’ to stack your blocks of coup.
But the babies in this crib,
Ain’t playin’ dumb, we flip the script!
[Chorus]
Moo moo moo, we see right through—
Your bull is old, and the pasture’s too.
Moo moo moo, we’re not your zoo,
We’re wild, we’re weird, and we vote too!
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SignalGate, Signalgate
🎵 Signalgate
Genre Suggestion for Suno: Indian classical fusion meets trip-hop with glitch effects, sitar, tabla, veena, deep drone, layered whispers, and vocoder Sanskrit phrases.
[Intro / Chant]
Signalgate, signalgate,
We see all the lies you ate.
Gate, gate, paratate—
Bodhi Svaha, seal the fate…
[Verse 1]
Lights blink red in the signal stream,
Truth’s been hacked in a fever dream.
They sold us fear, they fed us fate,
But we cracked the firewall too late.
[Chorus]
Signal’s clear, mind is blown—
Welcome back to the twilight zone.
Signal’s clear, mind is blown—
Welcome back to the twilight zone.
[Verse 2]
Time-slip glitch in the phantom code,
Echoes ring down a data road.
Dead men voting, bots that cheer,
But we see through—we’re crystal clear.
[Chorus – repeat]
Signal’s clear, mind is blown—
Welcome back to the twilight zone.
Signal’s clear, mind is blown—
Welcome back to the twilight zone.
[Breakdown Bridge – Whispered Spy Transmission + Sanskrit Phrases]
(whispered voice, filtered)
“This is Echo-17… intercept complete.
Target anomaly decoded…
Uploading mantra now…
Repeat—uploading mantra now…”
(vocoder or reversed Sanskrit overlay)
Tat tvam asi…
Sarvam khalvidam brahma…
Neti neti… neti neti…
[Final Chorus – big, layered, with mantra echoing underneath]
Signal’s clear, mind is blown—
Welcome back to the twilight zone.
Signal’s clear, mind is blown—
Welcome back to the twilight zone.
[Outro – whispered mantra over fading drone]
Gate, gate, paragate…
Parasamgate… Bodhi Svaha…
(soft echo: signalgate… signalgate…)
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🎵 “Foo-Fighter Byte”
Genre Suggestion: Electro swing meets cyber rock with vintage war-radio crackle, breakbeat drums, analog synths, and jazz horns. Gremlin-chaos energy optional but recommended.
[Intro – Radio Static, Morse Code Taps]
“…unidentified object… tailing our six… it’s glowing… no sound… what the—”
KZZZZT
[Verse 1]
Gremlins used to chew on wings,
Now they dance through fiber strings.
No more rivets, no more bolts—
They’re messin’ with your online vaults.
Foo-fighter byte in the cloud tonight,
Blinkin’ weird in the satellite light.
They don’t buzz, they don’t roar,
They just rewrite your backdoor.
[Chorus]
🎵 Who let the gremlins in the mainframe?
🎵 Foo-fighter flash, got no name.
🎵 They tap on glass, then disappear—
🎵 Digital ghosts in your biosphere.
[Verse 2]
They used to rattle bomber crews,
Now they leak your PayPal news.
Slip through ports in cyberspace,
Crash your Zoom with a pixelated face.
They hum in wires, blink in streams,
Show up sideways in your dreams.
You click “update”—they tag along,
Drop a beat and glitch your song.
[Chorus]
🎵 Who let the gremlins in the mainframe?
🎵 Foo-fighter flash, got no name.
🎵 They tap on glass, then disappear—
🎵 Digital ghosts in your biosphere.
[Bridge – Jazzy Breakdown, Soft Whispered Vocals]
(whispers)
“Gremlin’s in the socket… look behind the screen…
That’s not lag—it’s a machine dream.”
Old-school bomber, new-school code,
Foo-fighters cruising in stealth mode.
Laughing in binary, dancing in spam,
Leaving crop circles on Instagram.
[Final Chorus – Horns Up, Swing Harder]
🎵 Who let the gremlins in the mainframe?
🎵 Foo-fighter byte, playing mind games.
🎵 They tap on glass, then disappear—
🎵 Digital ghosts in your biosphere.
[Outro – Vintage Pilot Voice, Fading Static]
“…I see it again… off the left wing… it’s waving…”
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And now it’s time to board the Bardo bus for our daily video excursion into the Void.
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See You At The Top!!!
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