I never thought it would get to this point, but here we are. You’ve gone full MAGA and—dare I say—borderline Nazi. The signs were there. When you were discharged from the Marines, you had some white supremacist symbols branded into your skin. But then you went to therapy, learned how to keep your PTSD symptoms in check. You became kinduvva hippy for a while. You grew your hair out, you hung around a diverse group of friends. But you’ve regressed since the Talking Comb-Over moved into the White House. You didn’t wield a tiki torch on any khaki pants marches, thank god, but you have been sharing racist memes celebrating ICE. I’ve been dreading the holidays now because I don’t really know how to respond to you anymore.
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