I Want Trump to Suffer and Die. Here’s What I’m Doing With Those Feelings

I’m alarmed at how gleeful I was when I read that Trump and his wife have a potentially fatal virus. Jumping for joy. Fist pumping his impending suffering and death, hoping for it actually. Not just death but a bad death — suffering, suffocating, gasping, paralyzed by fear. That’s what I hoped for him. Not Melanie. Just being quarantined with her husband is a fate worse than death — I figured in my hate-addled mind. These were my waking thoughts.



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Phyllis Coletta

I’m a warrior and joyful crone on a mission to help every human uncover their greatness.