If the margin of fraud can't be beaten in mid-term elections, with a functional moron in the White House, 20% inflation, and gasoline going for $5-$6/gallon, sufficient to keep a vegetable out of the PA Senate seat, flip that chamber by nearly every seat in play, and pick up 20-40 House seats, it's impossible to accomplish ever.
This wasn't a Red Tsunami that didn't materialize, it's one that was crib-strangled by pre-planned fraud in linchpin cities and states, and multiple leaking incidents make it clear that the fix was in when Democommunists weren't particularly concerned by it months out. Elections no longer matter to them, and they've seen to it, to a metaphysical certainty, anywhere it's remotely close to even. The only "victories" are in places where it's still a 40-point blowout. Cock-a-doodle-doo, fanboys, but your battleground states are purpling up nicely, between illegal aliens and fake piles of copy center ballots.
You saw your last real election in 2016 (and that was an accidental glitch), the caterwauling from that lasts unto the present moment, and you won't see another one this side of an ocean of tears, rivers of blood, and mountains of bleached skulls.
Move your attention to getting ready for that certainty, not into cheerleading or sportscasting the next Harlem Globetrotters-Washington Generals game. Those results will now be baked into the cake, forever.
Write this lesson on your hand with a Sharpie if you're liable to forget it.