WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENT

THIS IS AN AGE OF OUTRIGHT RHETORICAL WAR. THAT YOU STARTED.[i]

TALKING TO THE OLD FAT GUY HERE.

YOU WANT TO PLAY DIRTY?

LET’S GET DOWN IN THE MUD.

GONNA PLAY BY YOUR RULES NOW F*** FACE.

DEAR PRESIDENT DONALD JOHN TRUMP, SR.:

[what follows is wayyyyyyy too obscene to post here. I will definitely get banned. I want to share it, but I shouldn't. Yet. I say a LOT of naughty words. And a LOT slurs. Quoting (and sometimes, admittedly, paraphrasing for hyperbolic effect) Trump. And some more footnotes. But yeah, it's finished and ready to go. Stay tuned, I hope. Maybe it will just stay for my eyes only.

If readers think bad words and ugly insults and being mean and hurting feelings on purpose have no place in the public domain under normal circumstances, I agree with you. However, the electorate of the winning candidate in 2024 does not agree with you, by and large. In support of this claim, I refer you to the heretofore-mentioned unequivocal it’s-a-fact-he’s-a-jackass-in-chief.

He says (and does) horrible, awful, insulting, degrading, offensive, horrifying, trauma-triggering things. He incites violence. A lot.

And he calls people names.

THAT’S WHO THIS GUY IS. HE’S ONLY GOT ONE MOVE.

I DON’T CARE WHO YOU ARE, HE’S ALREADY OFFENDED YOU.

AM I RIGHT, LITTLE MARCO?

So spare me if I do.

He does it from power; I do it here against power. And I’ll never do it again.

I didn’t write this in 2016. I didn’t write this in 2020. I didn’t write this in 2024.

I wrote it in 2026.

When we are still arguing about reality itself because of this festering wound of a man.

This is how angry we are. It’s true.

So get over it.

Seriously.

We can talk about normalcy when things are normal again.

I welcome conversations of how to publish this in its entirety without the risk of censorship.]

LOVE,

PETER

[i] No allusions to or mentions of violence, killing, death, bloodshed or f***ing should be interpreted literally.