Dear Bush Voters,
Yes, all of you. That's apparently just slightly over half of our electorate. And I know this includes many of my closest family members and friends.
I know of no way to say this nicely, so I won't mince words.
You have been lied to. You have been betrayed. You've lost your jobs. You can't afford your health care. Your schools are underfunded. You've lost your unemployment benefits and overtime pay. Your relatives have been shipped off to die in a war based on lies, greed and incompetence.
Yet you embrace this criminal. Why? Because you like his style. Because you think he's "one of you." Because you think he'll keep you safe by standing up to terrorists and gay people. Because you think he's "God's candidate" because he invokes the Lord's name while rationalizing the mass murder of poor people halfway around the world. And, perhaps most of all, because you just don't like taxes - why, after all, should you be forced to pay your share of the policies you apparently support?
Today, your ignorance is a disaster for this country and the world.
Yes, ignorance. There are times when there are honest disagreements between reasonable people over politics. And then there are times when the truth is actually on one side and not the other. This time, I'm sorry, but you are on the side of lies. Chalk one up for untruth. As if Orwell needed any more of his prophesies to come true.
Go ahead and attack my rhetoric. Of course you will. You vote for your President on style, not facts. Why would you argue with me any differently? If you cared about inconvenient things called "facts" you'd be as disturbed as the other half of the country is today and ashamed of yourselves.
I'll be quiet now because I'm sure you're all preparing to enlist in the military to go fight in the war you support. And I'm sure you're all preparing for four years of hard work so that you can save up for the impending demise of all the social services that you currently rely on. And oh, you can learn all about your new career here. You're not all going to be free-riders are you?
Sincerely,
Jon