Dear Mr. Pee Tape Star

Here are a few words aimed at Donald J. Trump. They'll not be pretty.

Dear Mr. 'President', I can't even begin to fathom the anger and disappointment I have built up directed at you. I don't have the strength, I just don't. Everyday, in the news, I see something that you or someone you've picked out, do something, say something, or just in general, BE somewhere, and it's like a nightmare.
It's like I'm in hell.
But my hearts beating.
My lungs take in air.
I think.
I'm alive, but you and your cohorts, your group of robbers have stolen away something precious. Something of value. The very idea that being President of the United States is something that only heroes could do. That only those ENTRUSTED by the American people ALONE could become.

You've stolen that.
Tainted the very idea.
Made it so virulent, so sickening, so disturbed and twisted and disgusting, that, now, when before I used to think great thoughts, now? All I think of is how you keep edging us closer and closer and closer to nuclear annihilation, that you might actually BE the fifth horseman of the apocalypse. Not Famine, War, Pestilence, or Death...

But Ignorance. Bold faced ignorance.
Mr. president, I'm going into the Navy, but I do have serious concerns, and though there are those out there that might seek to demean my serious concerns, I don't really care for their thoughts on the matter. After all, you are the one with the finger on the nuclear button. The one that could wipe all of us out in a heartbeat.

Yeah, different kind of post all together. Before, I was enraged, angry, scared, fearful, paranoid, and absolutely lost in the emotions tied in with the results of your travesty of a Presidency. But I do have these concerns.

Please note, Donald, that this isn't about red vs blue, Republican victory over Democratic. I no longer care that Hillary didn't win, I no longer am upset that you did. I just want justice. That's all. I'm not some cute little girl with a plethora of questions with surprising weight to them, asked in a cute adorable way. I'm a grown, 32 year old man.

I'm wondering if the first time I'm deployed, the first time I set foot on a boat, will be the last time I see my family, my loved ones, my friends again. I'm wondering if it'll only be a few months, weeks, or days until a North Korean boat attacks the one I'm on, or if it'll even get that far into the future before they light up the Base I'm being trained at with a Nuclear missile.

I'm wondering if you're smart enough to actually do this job which you killed a king to get without taking humanity down in the process, due to your own ego being bruised. I'm scared that, no matter what I say, no matter what protests I launch, or pages made, or support gathered, no matter what news reveals about your past, about you dealings, about anything that might grab your attention, if before you get out of office, you end up being the cause for the end of the American Dream?

these are intense thoughts and questions, these are valid fears, coming from someone that feels invisible, that  feels passed over, someone that feels like most days their voice is silenced, not from opposition, but from trying not to become a storm of insults and accusations, as I have been in the past.

Donald, I'm wondering when the moment is, when you'll forget about your duties as Leader of the Free World, forget about the power you wield, forget about the face of your son, and launch us in a third world war with every single one of our enemies all at the same time. I'm wondering about how far you'll go down the rabbit hole to tear away at the Obama's Legacy before to tear a layer too deep and create something that might haunt you for the rest of your life.

This is genuine concern, no longer fueled by rage. concern. I  want to know, directly from your mouth, whether you are going to be the one who destroys the greatest country in the world, the one who breaks the United States into a disbanded union. I want to know if you'll be ready to comprehend the magnitude of horror that might be unleashed upon you, each potentially challenging you more than the next.

I am simply a man with concerns, a man simply worried about his country and fellow countrymen and women, worried about those who've sacrificed so much to protect this great land of ours. I'm worried about the disenfranchised, the poor, the homeless, the destitute, the children who've yet to say their first words, the teenagers who've yet to have their first dance, the college students who've yet to accomplish their goal of graduating.

I'm worried about the legacy you'd be leaving Baron. I worried that you'll act without thinking, led astray by those that aren't with you to guide you, but rather, guide the White House into their own demented fold.

My name is Dr3arms, I don't fear or respect you. but I do fear for what you're beginning to turn the Presidency itself into:

A mockery.

Sincerly, Me

P.S:

I will concede only this:
While in the Navy, while I don't like you in any capacity, my job will be to fight for the interests of the United States of America. If that means for four years you're in the White House, so be it. You'll be replaced.

Take these 50 missiles and shove it.

WEll, well, well.... I mean, just, christ in a fucking basket, Donald, you arrogant tiny fingered masochist son of a bitch, I knew you'd find a way to reignite that lost flame that was keep you and Putin between the sheets for days on end! I just never thought it'd be in the way of launch 50 Tomahawk missile at a bare bones base. What was this? A show of strength? A weak willed attempt at distracting the collective U.S. Psyche away from Russia!?

Oh, how the tiny fingered have fallen, how the micro phallus'd man in the White House has become stained red with the blood of embarrassment! I have to admit, you launching 50 of those bad boys was an impressive headline to read, I thought to myelf, as I sipped some cognac by a roaring fire place, sitting spread eagled in a pleather chair, a monocle on my face, superglued there for reasons of rage, regret, and a John Lennon bet gone horrid, "Trump, you've finally earned some modicum of respect!" But then I watched further and further on down thel ine and I couldn't understand what a twat waste you still are! A bare bones base? Really? for all the shit you've t alked about wanting the Syrnia Refugees to fuck off out of the Uited States, you sure love to place what you'd no doubt call your large number of metapeni into the faces of useless objects.

Trump, you lack luster, blunder fucking, drumpf dumping, cum dumpster of bad ideas and what might've been the origin of brain damaged people getting it on, what the hell are you thinking acting without congressional approval? you've already got four strikes against you, and if this were baseball, you'd be out and a half, but now you've got five strikes aimed squarely at that block of rotten ham you call at a head. Strikes to impeach you, though in a fictional sense, five strikes to the face with a large purple dilldo duct taped to a baseball bat for this monumental fuck up!

the Syrian people need a place to escape to, they dont like the situation theyre in, they loathe it! thats why theyre trying to get into the U.S. because they knew for a god damned fact that shit would go down, and you, like the fucked up Dorian Grey that you truly are, had to take a page out of '50 shades of missile launches' and go all kinds of nuts. I mean, let me give you credit where it's due, you learned how to press a button and make the fire crackers go into the air, yay! tomahawks are no firecrackers, but they ain't no tweets either. These are explosive ordinance, with a dab-whip-nae-nae flight pattern that'd make the harlem shake look like a string of chinese firecrackers on a New Years day. Why not go after the more vital of the syrian Air bases? Or eve, hell, the god damned house of Assad himself, with all fifty missiles aimed right at his fucking head!

no, that'd be too much? Or would you rather the missiles just be like a fish wrapped in a news paper? Because, you know, you have connections to the mob. By the way, your acting fucking sucks, this was one of those times where we needed to see that fire, that plasma bolt of rage, anger, and hatred spew from your fat, super anus lipped head, that shit you used to spin on the campaign trail in regards to this, but no- you still wound up looking like a stupid, little boy who just got whooped. If I want to be wooed to sleep by whispering words that might make even the late Michael Jackson shriek with joy, I'd have listened to the dead people on the dead channels from an old abandoned T.V.

You sounded like a fucking box of crackers being crushed by the worlds stealthiest ssteam roller. Who ever the fuck the osund guy was at Mar a Lago, needs to be congratulated on making your video clip, which, I've got to say was shot with all the grace of a god damned Terrorist VHS. Half your words were garbled as fuck, the other half were all to clear, and it scared the shit out of three of our dogs. I mean, they're little dogs, but what the fuck are you expecting?

the point being, Trump, is that you're going to get your ass fired, much sooner than you'd've liked, I mean, you're getting impeached anyways what with the investigation of the Russians interfering with the election, and implanting your dumb, Russian Ranch dressing fucked ass into the position of them ost powerful person on earth, and the best you could do was launch Tomahawks? Why not a nuke? Why not go all the way to the psycho ball and go out of favor with a healthy green glow? Why not tell the world that you aren't to be fucked with? That you, unlike the pussies before you, have the insanity to fucking nuke the world if it means that you finally get to say that being president is EASIER than expected?

Because you're still the biggest fucking pussy there is, and to be honest, the faster and more frequently you continually fuck up, the happier I'll be. The right answer to the question is that you reopen up immigration to the Syrian Refugees who are currently trying to get the fuck away from assad. You yourself pointed out the beautiful babies and kids were killed in the gas attack, so why not open up immigration especially for the beautiful babies and kids trapped with the psychotic idiot Assad?

Why not do the right thing for once in your most fucked up of presidencies, and I've been paying really close attention to the news, and when you have all them ajor News Channels agreeing that you are a fucked up human being, who should'vel ost the election? Even Fox news was like, "Slow your fucking roll you fat orange faced escaped oompa loompa!" Then, you KNOW for a fact that you are fucking up royally. Look, the american people are finally seeing, not just them, the entire PLANET itself, seeing passed your idiot fables, and your charm, and now, you're just the angry ,sexist, racist, motherfucker behind the podium trying to take out as much of your pent up childhood anger because you're daddy loved his money more then you and you're too god damned scared to drink yourself to death out of a fucking sense of Justice.

You're the president of these United States of America, no one said for how long.

You aren't my president.

Because, we've got a few things to talk about, and I need some new material to add to "Messages to an Illegitimate President" It's all about the fine tuning of topics and the like, or that's what I want to think. Anyways, on the the whole Russian issue, yeah... You thought we'd just move on from that? Nah, we know that Russian did indeed hack the election, that you're as much a president as Billy the Fridge is a troll with a childhood filled with memories of being ignored by his parents, and you know? You two are more alike than you think. You both shoot your mouth off, you're both idiot trolls, and more importantly, I assume that both of you slowly just tear through tissues like no one's beusiness when watching "The Notebook". Trustm e, thatm ovie gets me everytime I don't watch it. Which, come to think of it, I never really have. Strange how that is!

To the point, Drumpf, Now that you're actively shoving shards of fear based crystal meth into every ones eyes, and you're about to set the world ablaze in giant, green, mushroom clouds of death and alternative facts, now that you've made Shinzo Abe develop a paranoid fear of Oompa Loompas, and now that, we'll you're slow idiot voice and pretentious Alternative conducting has hypnotized America into believe you're a far greater asshole than anyone realy knows... Let's talk about Putin some Trump cards on his spotted dick. Ha! I was able to putt that one off! i'm actually kind of amazed there, but more to the point, Donald, go fuck yourself. I still have TIA and we are having the greatest conversation in the world, why, out side of being the political dick puppet of the Republican Party, which means Steve Bannon is the REAL president here, so this probably should be directed at HIM.

Dear racist fuck headed nutless sack of dog shit, set on fire and flung into Milo's dinner for them onth. go fuck yourself, you stupid bitch. I hope, that like your ancestors victims, the people that hate you the most, for every reason imaginable to ring your fat swaddled neck till it pops off like the orgasms you've never given your wife, because like Trump, who might as well be the reincarnation of Hitler if he were a sad, angry, tired, sweaty mold covered ball of three month of ground beef left in a trassh heap for god knows how long, you both have belly buttons where your dicks should be, and in your hands, a calculator might as well be a surf board, because you have stupid tiny hands.

Also, props to Rosie o Donald for cosplaying as you, I mean really, what greater way to say fuck you, than by having the Jester King's enemy dress up like you! It's a beuatiful year, because everyone fucking hates everyone you've given a place in the white house. I mean, really, Bannon, I've never met you, and I wish upon you, a fate that's equal to being slowly half eaten by several strains of flesh eating bacteria. Though, in retrospect, they'd probably retreat into god know what area of the world where that infectious, blunt, poisoned baby you dared call a website, isn't readable. Probably a place without Wifi. whihc, in the short term, is what Trump currently is. He's without his Wife by his side.

Also, Kelly Ann Conway, you damned scarecrow looking swamp hag. I'm sure there are people in the world that like you just the way you are, but I'm not one of them. Look, kudos for running a winning campaign, but you're ass is going to get fired, and there's not going to be any second chances for you. Seriously, I don't... actually care about you. It's not a gender, religion, or political thing, I just in general don't really care for you. there's bot really much to say except shut the fuck up, or you're getting fired just as fast as Drumpf loses his erection anytime he see any other color besides gold when he pees.

Meh, kind of a shit post...

Fuck you Donald Drumpf

Dear Donald J. Trump I've got words for you, and you are NOT going to like them at all, and apparently, neither will my FB friends that support you. You know a lot, but most of the stuff you say isn't factual. It's Alt-Factual. Otherwise known as a fucking lie.
I know!
Someone is actually calling you out, DIRECTLY, on your bullshit! And I'm not being nice about it either! In fact, I've never been nice about being the meanest S.O.B. to write a book of messages to a illegitimate president! Because you aren't in my eyes, nope. That's right, I am an election result denier! Kind of like how you're a Reality denier! weird how all of that works, isn't it?
You get your news from brietbart.com, which shits out more fake news into your eyeball mouths than your daddy ever did about why he was dressed as a ghost and it wasn't even Howl'o'ween. Look, I get that you're currently enraptured in summoning the four horsemen of the apocalypse for President Bannon, because you're just a place holder for the Vice President, who, sad to say, given his views on Marriage Equality, will be an even better president than you'll ever pretend to be!
This isn't a man throwing shade, no. This is a man throwing a fucking black hole at you, one that simply grows and grows, forever enveloping you in stone cold disrespect. For while you might be the commander in Cheeto dust,you are still a vile, intolerable, mistake of the human genome being formed, presumable while all the greek gods finally died of shame when the god of Orgies took it a few steps too far, and Zeus would up with a glitter trap between his butt cheeks and Hermes winged sandals were in Hades mouth for some reason.
In summary, you're bat shit crazy, unqualified, inexperienced in not trying to blow yourself in a fiery green radioactive mushroom cloud of disappointed tweets and rule 34 search results. Of what, you may be asking? Something only you'd find interesting. and no one will ever guess what that is, unless there was a document out there that directly stated what your perversion was.
It's screaming at baby pandas until you turn a darker fifty shades of shut-the-fuck-up-you-annoying-orange-copyright-infringement. Yes, it took balls to write this DIRECTLY at you.
And I do have giant hands, I can swat a nest of bees and feel confident knowing I don't need to post videos of myself looking like I have the worst case of volatile constipation in the world, but there's a Sudoku puzzle right in front of me, and logic dictates that I'll have to crap myself before walking away from one that's unsolved.
Go fuck yourself Drumpf. We all know the truth, which is why you will never be allowed at the lemonade stand located in front of a mattress store, ever again.

Dear Trump Supporters, you have my sympathies.

First, there are many things that need to be stated, for those of you who participated in the #womensmarch, thank you. I wish I could've, but my priorities are a bit tied up at the moment. The fact that there are so many of you who realize what a nightmare scenario you've landed yourself into leads me to believe that you've finally awoken to see behind the flash and whizbang of Donald Trump, and see the ridiculous nightmare creature that hath been born.

you voted for him to build a wall, and yet he backtracked on it. You voted for him because you wanted 'Crooked Hillary' to be locked away and he didn't do that. You voted for him because you were sick of Obamacare, and he put the sickle to it's throat, and laughed snidely at your horrified expressions as he sawed slowly and deliberately to kill that which protected your health. Donald Trump is the Russian version of the Manchurian Candidate, put in power by Russian President Vladimir Putin to show just how corrupt the U.S. is, through misdirection and magic tricks. you poor, forgotten people were used by the man you idolized, and promptly forgotten once again as soon as he was done with you, as Donald Has done with many others once they've served their role.

Sean Spicer, and many of his Cabinet are in the same predicament, they represent only part of his total psychology, only valuable to him if they continue being useful. Sean, himself stated it plain and clearly, "He asks you to say it, and you say it." in simplified terms. Now having sworn the oath of President, presumably with fingers crossed, and giggling like a vengeful school boy, he turns his attention on how best to vindictively get back at all those who laughed at him. In essence, Donald is a figurative Mass Shooter. His ammunition? The powers of president and all that it entails. His manuscript and mouth piece? Sean Spicer, his cabinet members, and congress, and soon the Supreme Court. His list of victims? All of his critics, his enemies, those whom a scared, scarred, paranoid, thin skinned, angry little man who has mostly enshrined himself in towers of gold, statues of himself, and reminders that he and he alone is the most important person in the world, and no one else matters if they make fun of him.

You have my sympathies, for the most part, you have my condolences for the potential loss of loved ones, family members, grandparents, aunts, uncles, fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers, and children because the coverage they had under Obamacare, or the Affordable Care Act, will no longer exist.

You have my sympathies for the loss of programs which had kept you satiated, happy, and content as you enjoyed the various theater arts and music programs we all love and absolutely need in our lives. you have my sympathies for those of you who voted for him and are illegal immigrants, not yet fully comprehending the fact that he is going to deport you, regardless if you've been in this country longer than five years, or even brought here as children.

You have my sympathies if you are gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, or of a sexuality no one can quite define and you are in fear that the goal of marrying your significant other is no longer a viable thing when Donald get impeached and Mike Pence takes over and he over turns the Marriage Equality which you all had fought so hard for.

You have my sympathies if you are a pregnant women, either through choice, force, or incest, and you no longer have the option for aborting a child that you may not be ready to care for.

You have my complete and utter condolences for the loss of those freedoms which you have fought so hard for, but by the swipe of one vengeful man, that you have voted into office, have lost.

There are no words to describe just the utter rage I have against Donald, no insult is good enough, no act of revenge against him, no act of retribution.
This is a man who values himself based on the numbers he gets from ratings, from the opinions of other actors, musicians, writers, producers, the fashion world itself.
This is a man who believes he is doing God's work in the secrecy and privacy of his own thoughts.
This is a man who will start the third World War and the second Civil War, not with a failure of diplomacy, but rather by the press of a button on his phone and the swipe of a pen signing his name.
This is a man who has been covering up his tax returns for years, a man who has taken part in monstrous acts on a sex offenders private island.
A man who rates women based on their looks and has made many statements to prove his male chauvinist nature repeatedly.
A man who's father was a member of the Ku klux Klan, who's very ideologies have infected his son to grow into this very vengeful thing we now defile the term 'President' with the association of his name.

Donald John Trump, is the Illegitimate President, because he has found himself alone, with the cold winds blowing against his back, and the colder grasp of the shadow of his father pulling him closer to the fires of self obliteration.
He is the Illegitimate President because he has abandoned the family he had to grow around him to vote him into office.
He finds himself a cowardly vengeful person, envisioning himself as a god king, a tyrant, a thing to be worshiped by those he was charged with protecting.

Donald John Trump is not America.

He is simply one man, one person.
He may envision himself as the Leader of the Free World, but he has signed into law the first abuse against the American People by making his deplorable Oath Breaker Ceremony day a national holiday, attempting to force us to celebrate a man that the entire world thinks is simply a tool to be used and thrown away, much like how he himself uses and throws away those he no longer has a use for.

You have my sympathies Trump Supporters, you have my pity, and you have my sorrow and remorse.

But you do not have my rage, my anger, my disgust, my revulsion, my utter disrespect of the man.

Only Donald john Trump is allowed to have those.

But, there is hope. There is retribution coming to his, and his cabinets way. there is a way to hurt his ego, to further demoralize him, to make his mind weak and his soul fragile. There is a way to make him look like the court jester who stole the kings throne. He is, by all accounts, just a man. He is just as vulnerable as the rest of us, and there are those out there who would see justice done. Continue fighting on! Continue protesting! Continue making your voice heard! Continue making him feel miserable. Though remember, the man himself, though a creature of utter darkness, has filled his throne room with monsters more vile than he, and should he fall, either through health or harm, a monster shall take the Jester king's throne.

Fight on, never give up, never surrender.

In the arms of an asshole

I hope this reaches you, @realDonaldTrump . I really fucking do, because right now I'm kind ove pissed, in fact, I've never been this pissed before. You say you're eliminating the Arts and Music program from the U.S.?
Really?
tell me something, is your youngest, Baron, a part of any Arts or Music? If he is, then tell me, how can you do this to us?
How can you tear apart the one thing that's kept America sane for so very long? Why are you such a vengeful person? Why do you have so much anger in your heart, so much fear, so much loathing?
Tell me something, are you going to launch a nuke at a small midwestern family because they say something against you? Are you going to continually violate the very freedoms we hold so dear to our hearts, because someone slighted you, and now you're taking your pent up frustration on us all?
Are you really that much of a coward, a fraud really, that you'd screech at the moon for waking you up because it was a cloudless night? Donald, the arts are what they are, a place for all of us to go and express ourselves, and your just gutting that.
Donald, I don't care what titles you have, who you appoint, or what lofty ideals of a fallen angel you think you might attain. Community theaters are a place where people that don't make it into a college or big city production can go and be a part of the art form they love.
It takes kids off the street, puts hope in peoples hearts, and I saw you, singing your black heart out to whatever song was playing. That man playing the song you loved started out in community theater.
Band as well? Dear god, you ARE the fifth horseman of the apocalypse. Where did all of this anger come from? Where is the core of it come from? May god have mercy on your soul for the bloodshed you're about to unleash.

Dear... What's the word?

Dear asshole. sorry, let me try that again.
Dear fuckhead. No.
Dear yousorrysonofabitch. nope.

Dear illegit Presidouche. Yep.
You now have a giant responsibility to the american people. You can't hide in your golden tower, ignore the important issues of your new office just because you're jacking your twitter app off with your tiny thumbs.
There's a bit of anger here.
There's always a bit of anger when it comes to you. and to be honest I've had to hold off on writing this one for a while. you want to know why?
It's going to be about every Emo kids dark fantasy; suicide.
Holy shit! You feel that breeze?
That was the warmth leaving the internet, revealing it to be a place of both desensitized assholery, as well as a place where the dead can be animated to fuck each other over once more.

Look, all the other stuff aside, I've REALLY got to talk to you about this. Because come January 20th, I predict a rise in several depressed people offing themselves when you swear the oath that makes you officially Putindented of the Unatzied Prisonstates of Amerussia. (HAHAHA! I just got the acronym while editing, Poopa! shit joke! Funny!)
Mouthful? yes, but it's not inaccurate with what you'll be slapping together.

Obviously, I'm putting buffer in this, because no one wants to talk about the fact that, despite all the trending tags on twitter, suicide is a thing that happens everywhere. The act of one taking ones own life out of desperation, neglect, or seeing no other alternative is just a monster of a thing to talk about.
Every single motherfucking human being has had these thoughts at one point or another, and to be honest, it's fucking scary. talking about death is like inviting the worst aspect of living into a damned conversation about dropping birthrates.

So let's dive right into it, shall we? I'm ACTUALLY going to do some research on this dreaded topic:

from wikipedia, (source link: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suicide ) :
"Suicide is the act of intentionally causing one's own death.[1] Risk factors include mental disorders such as depression, bipolar disorder, schizophrenia, personality disorders, alcoholism, or substance misuse.[2][3] Others are impulsive acts due to stress such as from financial difficulties, troubles with relationships, or from bullying.[3][4] Those who have previously attempted suicide are at higher risk for future attempts.[3] Suicide prevention efforts include limiting access to method of suicide, such as firearms and poisons, treating mental disorders and substance misuse, proper media reporting of suicide, and improving economic conditions.[3] Although crisis hotlines are common, there is little evidence for their effectiveness.[5]

The most commonly used method of suicide varies between countries, and is partly related to the availability of effective means.[6] Common methods include hanging, pesticide poisoning, and firearms.[3][7] Suicide resulted in 842,000 deaths globally in 2013 (up from 712,000 deaths in 1990).[8] This makes it the 10th leading cause of death worldwide.[2][9]

Approximately 0.5% to 1.4% of people die by suicide, about 12 per 100,000 persons per year.[9][10] Three quarters of suicides globally occur in the developing world.[3] Rates of completed suicides are generally higher in men than in women, ranging from 1.5 times as much in the developing world to 3.5 times in the developed world.[11] Suicide is generally most common among those over the age of 70; however, in certain countries those aged between 15 and 30 are at highest risk.[11] There are an estimated 10 to 20 million non-fatal attempted suicides every year.[12] Non-fatal suicide attempts may lead to injury and long-term disabilities. In the Western world, attempts are more common in young people and females.[10]"

You read all of that?
You didn't?
Well, let me sum it up for you in one fucked up paragraph.

Lots of people kill themselves for a variety of reasons, through a variety of methods, because of a variety of reasons and factors. Some people choose assisted, some people go out with a bang, some a blaze of bullets and profanity, and some via John Mclane.
That's why its called "Die Hard"
Suicide is more prevalent in young females than young men because holy shit, the world is more fucked up than we thought.

In particular, this whole thing was brought up to the forefront of my mind because of one such incident where a teen girl, by the name of Kate Nichole Davis, Facebook lived her final message as well as suicide, for a good 20 minutes. the only reason the stream ended was because her mother called her phone. This happened six months ago. What. The. Fuck.

The reason why she hung herself was because:
A) A boy named Lucas didn't like her.
B) someone in her family supposedly molested her.
And the most fucked reason (Actually, second most fucked, reason B takes the god damned cake.):
Is C) Because some kids at Cedartown Middle School spread rumors that she was a whore. this isn't a new thing, kids being complete dicks to other kids, but this was only made more idiotic because of your campaign. In part because of it, as much as I want to, I can't pin this directly on you.
But because of your negativity, your bluntness, your stardom and constantly being in the news cycle, your infectious negativity caught on to younger folks who thought you were funny.

Think on this: Because you yourself are now the fifth horseman of the apocalypse, "Idiotically Low Impulse Control", some kids thought to imitate you, directly or indirectly, because being a complete ass hat is now a popular fad among a section of kids these days.

You need to address this thing. Not in your usually useless way of tweeting out stop it, but by actually putting together a heartfelt speech free of blaming Clinton or media for poor coverage.
From the heart, suicide has affected you family too: your brother was an alcoholic, and drunk himself to death. Because of that, you swore off drinking. given your infectious nature already, you need to use your star power, your celebrity to good use instead of insulting... Use it for something positive.

Did you know that if you started on this one issue, there would be a shit ton of media coverage on the issue?
That no matter what, people on both sides of the isle would start to partially respect you because you're talking about something that affects everyone.

Think on it.
Act on this.
Become the non-asshole we theorize you might become, and don't let a nuclear winter in America be the absolute reason for this change.