Dear Republicans

So here you are. At the edge of the cliff. Some of you have held out with any endorsement. Some of you played it cagey and gave a half hearted endorsement. Some of you were all in because, well, you know, he's a Republican. Same team and all. After all, we can't trust a Democrat, can we.

Anyway, how's that working' for you guys? Party Uber Alles an' all, right?

You stood by him trashing John McCain for being a crappy war hero. You stood by him trashing Mexicans. And Muslims. And Black people. You kept your mouth shut through the trashing of the Kahns, and of Mrs. Kahn in particular for . . . what? . . . being herself.

You stood silent as David Duke praised him. No rebukes from you when White Power and Nazi fringe people from the alt-right saw their poison retweeted by the King of The Tweetosphere.

You were dead silent through all the birther noise.

I'm looking at you, Ryan. You too, Turtle.

Call me a cynic, but I suspect we'll be hearing from more of you, if for no other reason than to protect your sorry asses as women tell YOU what they think about HIM. Cuz now it could well be you or him.




We have a COUNTRY, fer krissakes. As it pertains to politics, the COUNTRY needs to be number one.




And while you're at it, clean up the MORONS and Deplorables in your base. You know A-Fucking-Well who that was aimed at. A-Fucking-Well.