Dear William Cristol:
Thanks for wadding up your credibility, and your decades of otherwise qualified service to America, into a small, compact ball, and then setting that ball on fire in your bathroom and flushing the blackened, ashy mass down the toilet. Are you... offended by this? You should be - but America should be even more offended by you because you have the insane, putrefying hubris to suggest running a third-party candidate to syphon votes away from the legitimate Republican nominee, Donald Trump. I'm sorry you don't like his Twitter feed. But there are a lot of worse ones out there. Like the ISIS, Al-Queda, and Hamas Twitter feeds, which you might as well be re-tweeting for, given all Hillary Clinton's track record for protecting this country from terrorists. Like I've said, why not just create a triune political alliance of moderate Republicans, Hillary Democrats, and Islamic terrorists? Just admit where you effectively stand and we can have an up-and-down debate on the subject, rather than pretend that this is about Trump's supposed lack of qualifications.
Again, it doesn't matter what Trump is like, as long as he's better than Hillary! Even if it's only by 0.1%, *we are morally obligated to vote for him.*
You know what, I remember when I was a 20 year old college kid and I voted for Ralph Nader because I couldn't tell the difference between George Bush and Al Gore. Oh, wait, I don't remember that because I voted for a candidate who could actually win, the way anyone with even a flyspeck's of understanding or concern for the American political process would.
As a disclosure, I voted for Al Gore in 2000 because I was an raised by hippie parents into an insane, brainwashed college kid on an ultra-liberal campus. Still no excuse, and I own my mistake. I considered voting for Bush on a pro-life mindset, and that's what I should've done. But the past is the past. I made my mistakes and I am transparent about them. In my defense, see the above paragraph where I explain that I was an insane, brainwashed college kid wielding a ballot I had been handed by a drunk Benjamin Franklin when he argued against property rights as a qualification for voting. I'm sorry and I own it - and by the way, I wasn't a 63 year old editor of a major, albeit poorly formatted news blog and national magazine who is allegedly an old Conservative standby!
So who's crazy now, Bill? Who's crazy now?
I hope Trump wins and appoints you Dishonorary Secretary of Misplaced Be-Clownery.
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