I was going to begin this with Dear Patriarchy but truly, what’s the difference at this point?
As I was reading the latest New York Times article on the election this morning I can’t help but wonder a) why has the New York Times not gone after Trump’s age continuously as they did with Biden? I mean, he’s losing it. Should that prevent him from being President? Yeah it should and b) How in God’s name are we deadlocked in this election?
America, babe. Babe the fuck? My love…let me cradle you in my arms like a crying girlfriend who still hasn’t broken up with that douche loser. Let me hold you tightly and whisper in your ear “how can you stand it?” while hoping you hear the message: That if you break up with him YOU WILL BE FINE. My God you will be better than fine. You will THRIVE. He’s not a “bad boy” or “man’s man” - he’s actually garbage and tells you this over and over again. Who told you that you needed someone - ANYONE - who calls you the enemy from within? Why is his toxic energy laced with lies about how he’s going to take care of you actually landing?
He wants you to die.
Oh not you? Okay fine…he wants your daughter to die or your best friend or someone you haven’t me yet. You’ll read about in the news and in the quiet of your mind you’ll think “that’s not right”. Then it will find you later screaming THAT’S NOT RIGHT. He’s so excited because he does one thing SO badly that we all focus on it that and somehow neglect to see all the other fucking terrible things that will ultimately rip out your soul.
And here’s the thing….he might actually be your President again.
But shhhhhh shhhhhhh nobody likes an angry lady. I know you’re just being assertive and smart but your knowledge comes off as aggression. You’ve seen it a million times before. You don’t apologize for your thoughts so the little tiny dude bubbles in front of you, steaming like a baby red kettle.
And maybe you’re reading this and thinking you need to be quiet as you’ve been quiet so many times before. Nobody wants that for you America. I’m sorry you have people around you who are so undecided about your worth. You deserve a world who looks at you with amazement, not sorrow. Anyone who is undecided either wants attention, has zero idea who they are or is completely narcissistic: BUT WHAT ABOUT MEEEE???
Break up with him America. BREAK UP WITH HIM.
Listen I know I usually just try and reason, ask questions and see how you feel personally, but babe - no - it’s time to cut the cord. Enough. You know why? It’s too hard on your friends! We can’t have anymore dinner parties with this grotesque monster. He now feels so comfortable being terrible that he’s lost any of his friends that were partially decent. His new friends are awful and we are forced to listen to them make up facts about pretend things. It’s so dummmmmmmbbbbbb. PLEASE, we can’t. None of them can even dance. And before you jump me for being agist, it’s just fact. He moves like the muscles around his hips were cast in concrete. I wish I could say that was the worst of it but the fact is, if any of us needed to go to the hospital they would all just sit there and watch us die. Just the ladies at the table of course. They would stare as we bled out while they sipped $300 dollar bottles of wine bought for them by the working class. And that doesn’t even take into account the 27 times he was accused of sexual assault. I mean WHAT MORE OF A MESSAGE DO YOU NEED?
Please America - we can’t it anymore. I’m SORRY - but your internal misogyny/hatred for yourself is showing.
Your back up always,
Allana