A Message To Mr. Trump
Are you stupid or what? What the fuck is wrong with you? You were ahead in the polls and just about had all of your opponents, Democrat and Republican, by the short hairs. And what do you do next? You fuck up by shooting off your mouth when all you had to do was to keep it shut until your advisors, assuming you have advisors, advise you what’s best to say and more importantly, what’s best NOT to say.
And what do you have to deal with now? Aside from the Democrats who will use any excuse, both real and imaginary to malign you, you now have to deal with more of the Republicans and the Republican aristocracy than ever plus all of those wannabee members of the Republican aristocracy who seem to be coming out of the woodwork in droves, not unlike cockroaches.
In spite of being your own worst enemy, you have three great things going for you. First, you are not a professional politician with all that it implies. Secondly, no one can buy you. Thirdly, your family makes an incredible impression on TV. Some have even said that you should stay home and let your family campaign for you. But if you don’t immediately get your shit together, you can kiss the Presidency goodbye. It’s not too late but if you fuck up once more, it’s all over.