If you're going to be this petty and spiteful, degrading your office by using it to give encouragement to ignorant, vicious, hypocritical, voyeuristic little thugs such as Justin Bieber and his gang of celebrity pigs, at least have your facts in order.
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This is also from today:
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Mr. Braun, college drop-out, has ambitions to be the Governor of California:
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You'll have to ask Ms. Grande, one of his clients, how she was inspired to donate to Planned Parenthood. I won't be arguing with her about that decision.
A few people have heard of her, even if you haven't:
As you can tell, I only have so much influence with that industry, and maybe none at all. You, however, President Trump, have not only influence but also power, which you have just lent by implication to Scooter Braun.
This is from 2018:
Last but not least, Double Pop popsicles, Justin Bieber's code for 3rd base with a female.
For those who haven't read the lyrics to the remix of the song "Bad Guy," sung by the 17-year-old Billie Eilish and the 25-year-old, married Justin Bieber, these are some of them:
Scooter Braun is personally responsible for corrupting an untold number of children and teenagers. Some of them, like the children whom he grooms to be teen idols, he has corrupted directly. Most of them he has, without a shred of guilt, corrupted indirectly; they are the fans of his twisted, manufactured, hypersexualized, dishonest "prodigies."
Please stay out of my tedious, sordid squabbles with celebrities, President Trump. Probably neither you nor anyone else who has loftier things to do know that, for the year that Justin Bieber has been first quickly engaged and then married to Hailey Baldwin (now Bieber), he hasn't stopped using pictures of her and songs and other publications as code for his unrequited feelings about me. Being almost entirely inarticulate from having spent more than half his life exploited by the entertainment industry, he doesn't recognize that his attachment to me is probably the result of me being the only really good person whom he interacts with. It is doubtful that my faltering physical attractions and less-than-dulcet tendencies add to my piquant charm for a 25-year-old who, before his courthouse marriage last year, called modeling agencies when he wanted to take people with him to exotic locales on the spur of the moment.
