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A Letter to MAGA As The World Burns

Dear MAGA,

Since you've branded yourselves the rough-and-ready, tough-guy tribe drenched in discount testosterone and armored yourselves in Made-In-China MAGA merch off-gassing enough volatile chemicals to make East Palestine jealous, I figure you can handle a blunt truth bomb.

Let’s rewind to November in the Year of Our Lord 2024:

Your favorite bankrupt casino baron, Donald Trump, declared the America a disaster. You bought his snake oil, as always, screaming that America was a dystopian wasteland where eggs had become more precious than diamonds and groceries required payday loans.

But here's your dirty little secret: It was never about gas prices or groceries. It was