Saturday, January 18, 2020

Grow up, President Trump.



I'm telling the truth, and you know it.

If any of your Congressional colleagues have asked you if you know what's going on in Boston, and you have told them that you don't, you're lying to them.  They probably haven't asked you.  I think they know all too well that it's exactly the kind of thing you'd do, and they'd rather not address it.  

Blaming me for other people's crimes and your own complicity is not only anachronistic, it won't stop the human rights abuses that started during the Obama administration and have proliferated every year since 2010.




I can't get away.  There's nowhere to go.  There never was, as soon as famous people and everything that ended up forming the conglomerate had heard of me.  

I never would have chosen the life that I have now.  Every day since 2010 has been an agony, without exception.  I keep hoping it will improve, but it hasn't.