Dear Ms. K.,
I received this email from you at 1:12 a.m. today. Have we met? Your name does not sound familiar. A quick search of Facebook revealed your account. We are not friends, so I’m not sure why I am on your mailing list.
I don’t want to keep you hanging on the edge of your seat waiting for my reply, so here it is:
No.
And not only no, but hell no.
While I was on your FB page seeing if we had any friends in common, I found this:
And this:
And, DEAR GOD, this:
It’s clear we are not on the same page about how to make “Amarica” great again. (“Again” implies there was a time when we were better than we are now. When exactly was that? Based on the information you posted publicly, I’m guessing you believe it is when slavery was A-OK.)
This is a “no trainer” for me.
You stay in your basket, and I’ll stay in mine.
Most sincerely,
Beth
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