Oh, Margie… I can’t even defend you anymore. Your hateful, bigoted approach to politics was fun for a while. The howling and braying like a howler monkey or a donkey… it was entertaining. In a pathetic, white trash sorta way. Harassing high school kids who survived a school shooting made you a seeker of truth, if not just attention. Even when you couldn’t read and mispronounced the word Cabal as Cable. And that one was in a documentary on HBO, you fucking dumbass. It was all fun and games. But now you’ve sold out to the RINOs because you’ve come to understand that you don’t really matter. And that makes me sad, Margie. I was cheering for you and your clownish, boorish antics. I was right there with you! Except when I wasn’t, which was always. Go home and fade into history, you shameless piece of shit. If I ever find out where you live, I’ll shit on your front lawn. That last line was a joke. I don’t advertise breaking laws.