Politics is downstream of the sexual market (which is why electoral puzzles like women voting in greater numbers for the gibs and virtue signaling party is best explained as a biological repercussion of human sexuality).
All politics is gonadal. Given this reality, the most effective political persuasion techniques are those that evoke the ancient rhythms of the sexual market. Converting deeply gay, male Hillary partisans to The Trumpening is not likely in the cards but, if sufficiently shamed and ostracized by effective COPROP that leverages the power of anxiety over one’s sexual market status, many nominal males who plan to vote for Inmate Hillary can be dissuaded from exercising their right to notarize the featherweight class of their shrunken scrotes.
Even faggy Millennial manlets with incipient bitch tits will feel a cringe of shame if they are forced to identify with the beta lapdog in the bottom pic.
Just as a healthy and strong society with rock-ribbed shitlord norms can keep gays far enough in the closet that their petri dish flamboyance doesn’t creep out the kids, so can a fearless embrace of immutable and omnipotent sexual market law — and the exploitation thereof — cow mincing betaboys from pulling the lever for thecunt.
One sackless wonder at a time. Eventually, if enough manginas fear shitlord ridicule more than SJW shrieking, their self-respect will do the swelling their ovaries can’t do.