The Truth is a Hammer

When you see what Steve Schmidt is doing to Trump you begin to understand what I’ve been doing to my dad.

Beat them to death with the truth of who they are. Tell everyone who will listen. Scream your truth for Mount Everest. These people hide in lies and illusions.

You take a horrible and abusive man propped up by lies and standing on a house of a cards and you expose him over and over for the bitch he is. And then leave him isolated and scared. Keep your money, bitches. It means nothing. They have less than nothing. I told my dad he’s alive because I am letting him live in misery and his response was to tattle to my mom and threaten a restraining order to her. He didn’t say shit to me because he’s a bitch. A man talks to a man. He’s scared of his child because he can’t face himself. He knows it. I know it. Now you know it. One day my nieces and nephew will know it. Alesha’s like a Trump supporter. Tied to the mast of the titianic. I’ve got the life boat but she doesn’t think she needs it. I’ll be here when she does.

Steve has clearly been studying what I’ve been studying in how to deal with men like Trump and my father.

I’ve said all along I’ve known exactly what I was doing. Everyone thought I was flailing. Learning to be ok with trusting myself when no else did was a massive lesson unto itself.

And I did it.

And with men like Steve paying for ads and being smart AND ATTACKING DIRECTLY AND LIKE A SAVAGE we may do it as a country.