Ms. Sanders, I am supremely mild-mannered, both irl and online. People with profoundly LW, all the way to hard RW, politics befriend me because I’m not overtly openly political.
That I vehemently hate you and your entire political project ought to tell you something. It won’t, though—because you’ll never read this.
I could have justifiably been on full medical disability (not just welfare!) for years now. I have a debilitating terminal illness and every day is misery. Instead, I have broken my body and spirit working 2-4 jobs—all for half that (paltry) money to be taxed away and devoured by the migrant hordes you bring in for your corporate masters. I have watched my own checks bounce and still not sought after government assistance. I’ve borrowed money from friends to pay for groceries.
And so you make advertising claiming my demographic [white men] are weak and lazy, and then you double down: lying as though that isn’t what you did?
I’d tell you to go to hell, but I think it’s likely you will without any urging on my part. You would want no part in Heaven, judging by what you think of your countrymen. To you, I am filth and detritus. Very well: I must, I suppose, merely reciprocate in kind. But I do hope that before you shuffle off this mortal coil, you never are faced with the suffering you’ve inflicted upon others: for your heart and mind, I think, could not bear it.
Some critics online don't like my welfare work requirement ad. Next thing you know they’ll say I should have used cookies instead of cheese balls. If you are able-bodied you should not collect welfare simply because you choose not to work. Period. WATCH->