My test is now my testimony!

Dear Donald,
Be very careful of what you brag about and to whom you brag.  My mother used to brag about aborting babies, tried to make us feel special because we weren't one of the unfortunate five.

My mother tried to make me feel good about myself by telling me how unfortunately black I was every damn day for SIXTY-TWO FUCKING YEARS!  For telling me how I was almost "yalla", how she had to kidnap me from the whore house she left me in.

I refuse to be racist! No one can convince me that one color, one "race"  is superior to another.  I know a lot of black people are imps, pure imps,  also known as niggers.  They are real, satan's spawn. Niggers come in every color, every gender, every age.   My mother was a nigger.  She was hard headed, full of pride and lies.  She was a comedienne , a lot of fun if you were not on the receiving end of her voodoo or other demonic shit.

No, evil can not win but it can vex, it can torture.  It can make you lose your mind.  It will test your faith. 

My mother bragged about selling "lip reducing" cream to simple big lip niggers ashamed of the size of their lips.  For real.  Worse,  it was just cold cream.  Worse than worse, that lying Mathy would make out like their lips were actually shrinking when she saw them.

Do evil all you want but, don't brag about it.  Don't brag that you are too smart to pay taxes.  That rubbed me the wrong way. Sure, I might be as stupid as you assume but , don't rub it in.  Don't do your dirt and laugh while telling me I can't do it because I'm too dumb.

We've got a problem now.  I feel challenged now.  You know I have a chip on my shoulder.  Just like you said; "What do I have to lose?"   I'm old,  I'm black and worse , I'm  female, I'm a pussy!   I'm a pussy that reads bitch!    I am educated.  I do understand something about the Constitution, about governing and you my man are up to some bullshit!

America!  "Come ye out from among them!"