Dear America,

I really don’t care much for you right now. You like white men so much it’s kinda sickening.

You’re in love with white men, and it doesn’t matter how old they are or how deranged they seem, or how many women they’ve assaulted as long as they promise you

money
and
power.

So, in short, you’re in love with money and power, actually, but you only trust white men who promise it to you, I guess.

Anyway, I’m not in love with white men, at the expense of others. I’m not in love with money. I’m not in love with power.

I don’t ever want to be.

So, I’m not really in love with you.

We’re going to have to take a long break for a while and I hope all the (mostly) men who love white men and money and power are right about what the latest old white man with lots of money and power over us is going to do, because, if they’re wrong, I’m not sure how long you’re going to be around.

Cheers,

ryan