Dear Hillary
It’s me Bob again. I know you’re busy but I’m worried.
It’s me Bob again. I know you’re busy but I’m worried.
You can’t just dismiss and ignore Trump’s troops as racist morons.
You need to crack the code of their mythology that Trump relies on to bamboozle them.
Remember when you won the Senate seat by talking to every farmer and cow in New York State? It’s time to dust off that playbook.
When you land in a new town your first stop has to be at the bar with the Trump sign. You need to walk in and say, “For the life of me I can’t understand why you guys think that the gold plated billionaire with the cantilevered “who’s kidding who” combover is your friend but I’m ready to listen. Bartender, beers all around, I’m all ears. Who wants to go first?”
You need to crack the code of their mythology that Trump relies on to bamboozle them.
Remember when you won the Senate seat by talking to every farmer and cow in New York State? It’s time to dust off that playbook.
When you land in a new town your first stop has to be at the bar with the Trump sign. You need to walk in and say, “For the life of me I can’t understand why you guys think that the gold plated billionaire with the cantilevered “who’s kidding who” combover is your friend but I’m ready to listen. Bartender, beers all around, I’m all ears. Who wants to go first?”
