When I look at Trump, I see my avatar attached to a spring and shoved inside a box, with a little sign that warns, do not open me, because I am the real face of all of America's ego dreams, I am the chaos psycho that you repress, keep me hidden in here.
Well the CBDives had to go down that road to push the button and Pandora's nightmare walks the land. And now the hope is that the freak show can be relegated to the entertainment section, but I don't think so.
America, take a good look at yourself in all your glorious manifestation. Donald Trump is a living manifestation of all your dreams and you don't like what you see. But why the tears? He's exactly what we deserve, him and all the other clowns so similar to him in the race. Donald Trump is me and I'm loving it. What a gift it is to know that I become what I hate. Such refreshing honesty he brings to the table.