At this point I say to this hag, ask me if I care about you or the race card anymore? Not one bit! I roll my eyes and look down on you not in arrogance but because of your race but because of your shallowness, pettiness and hate. She really hates herself and her own race the way she bellows against everyone else and their race as the cause of her suffering.
Go wail to your own, go scream to the forest and the rocks, the seas about your perceived injustice and self-hate I will give you not a second more of my time until you decide to join society as a person not a race centered, chip on the shoulder, the world owes me hate filled bigot.
This is why I’m really having a lot of fun since November of 2016. God is in control. It’s obvious because we wouldn’t be where we are without his help in all of this. Of course, I always feel this way, but it’s not usually this overt.
It will be interesting to see what happens when Trump is gone, whenever it happens.