Rahm's PSA against the R-word (SATIRE)

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Three words for you, Rahm: Public Service Announcement.

In fact, I’ll even give you the script.

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Scene: Rahm at a fancy dinnertable in an upscale restaurant

Diner at a neighboring table: . . . So I said, "That’s f—ing retarded."

Rahm (wipes his mouth with his napkin, then puts his napkin to the side of his plate, gets up, and walks over): Don’t give me that sh*t.

Diner: Excuse me?

Rahm: You f—ing heard me.

(entire room is looking at Rahm, who turns and catches everyone’s eyes)

Rahm: That’s right. You all heard me. That kind of language is f—ing unacceptable. Out of f—ing bounds. (leaning close to the Diner) Un. Ac. F—ing. Ceptable.

(Diner backs away in his chair)

Rahm: (picking up his steak knife) "Retarded"? That R-word is dead to me. (stabs table) "Ree-tard"? Dead! (stabs table again) You hear me? Dead! (stabs table) Dead! (stabs table) Dead-dead-dead-dead-dead! (stabs table five times)

(Rahm turns to catch every eye once more)

Rahm (quietly): F—ing dead. Anyone have any questions?

(silence)

Rahm: I didn’t think so. (leaves knife in the table, takes his seat, places his napkin in his lap, and resumes eating)