Dear America, This Guy You’re Seeing Now, Trump, Well…

By Martie Hevia | Blue Beach Song™

July 4, 2018

Dear America,

I love you. You know that. And I don’t know how to say this gently, so I’ll just say it: You’ve really let yourself go lately.

This guy you’re seeing now, Trump, I know you think he’s rich and famous, but he’s just not a nice guy and I don’t think he has good intentions toward you.

Honestly, I don’t know what you saw in him. He’s not attractive. He’s not articulate. He’s not even “like, a smart person.” And, if you had Googled him like I suggested, you’d know he’s not as rich as he bragged to you. I know you were impressed by the buildings bearing his name and the gold toilets, but he’s heavily in debt to some shady Russian and foreign banks, even though he inherited a business and hundreds of millions of dollars.

You realize that he doesn’t know how to manage his money, right? But you’re allowing him to mismanage ours?

Remember, recently, when he gave away a ton of our money to his rich friends and family in tax cuts, but left the rest of us with trillions of dollars in debt for generations?

How about that fence he wants to build between you and your neighbor, Mexico? You’ve got to know that is completely unnecessary. Everybody says so. And so do the facts. More of your neighbor’s kids have been going back home than they have been coming here, for years.

His latest crazy scheme to waste more of our money is to build a completely unnecessary space force, but he doesn’t want to spend the money to care for our sick, our elderly, nor our kids?

America, I know this is tough to hear because you want to believe in him, but I think he’s trying to pay Russia back by bankrupting and isolating you, hurting as many of your people and your friends as he can.

You’ve got to know, somewhere deep down inside, that he’s not even a good businessman. Right? After all, he has to be seriously incompetent to go bankrupt running a couple of casinos in Atlantic City, at a time when all the other casinos were thriving.

Why do you think he’s trying to make money off of you? Every time he goes golfing or visits one of his properties with his friends, he leaves you holding the bill. And, perhaps even worse, he’s making secret deals in your name, with your friends and enemies, that enrich him, his businesses, and his family.

Okay, money isn’t everything. But being led by a good person is the bare minimum you deserve.

Do you really want to be seen on the arm of a man who is cruel, rude, insecure, volatile, and incites others to violence?

Do you really want to be with a guy who sexually harasses and assaults women? If you don’t believe me, listen to the more than 20 brave women who’ve come forward to tell their stories. If you don’t want to believe them, then listen to him, on tape. He’s a flat out misogynist. His words and deeds tell you he doesn’t like women. He’s afraid of women. He uses women. He’s using you.

But wait, there’s more. He not only mocks disabled people, insults war heroes, humiliates anyone who disagrees with him, but he’s also a bigot, a racist, an Islamophobe, and a xenophobe. He insults your friends and embraces despots every chance he gets. He is so afraid of other people who are not like him, that he hangs out with the neighborhood bully, Putin, for protection.

It saddens me to see you like this. You used to be the prettiest country in the world, the envy of all who got to know you. They wanted to be like you or to be with you. They respected you. You were a welcoming beacon of kindness. You were smart, loyal, and brave. What happened to you?

I know what you’re thinking: It’s your 242nd birthday and I should be celebrating you.

But it’s because I love you that I write you these words, to remind you why we, your children, have always proudly celebrated your birthday, who you were, and why we are so worried for you…and for us.

You’ve had rough patches before. All the guys you were with over the years weren’t always perfect. They had their problems. But you’ve never sunk this low before.

Are you feeling scared because you’re getting older and your complexion is changing? There’s nothing to be afraid of. We all change. Over the years, you have changed many times over and for the better. Whatever challenges lie ahead, we will meet them together. We always have.

You will be okay. In my heart, I know that – at least, I hope that. But, first, you really need to look at this guy without blinders and bias. Really listen to what he says. He’s lying to you. All the time.

And I know this is going to hurt, but whether you want to accept it or not, he’s two-timing you with Russia. She’s got him wrapped around her little finger. She gets him to force you to do things that you would never do. When you wake up, you are going to feel ashamed of what he’s been doing in your name. He’s going to break your heart. He’s already broken mine.

To be blunt, you really need to dump this guy. Tell him you’re done with him. Tell him he will no longer mistreat your family, your kids, your neighbors, nor your neighbors’ kids who are simply seeking a safe place to be.

Even the square-jawed top cop, Mueller, is looking into him. He’s finding all kinds of dirt on your guy. He’s in bed with and beholden to a lot of corrupt people. They all seem to be in a gang with that neighborhood bully, Putin, or they’re somehow associated with him.

But if Mueller is not able to stop him from hurting you, you can stop him. You can stop Trump and his hoodlums from turning you into something that you’re not.

Be careful, but be brave. Tell him what you think. Tell him how you feel. Tell him you will no longer allow him to disrespect you or your friends. Tell him you will no longer let him get away with his lies, his corruption, his incompetence, his greed, and his cruelty.

You don’t need him to make you great again. Deep down, you are great. You’ve just forgotten.

The sooner you get rid of this guy, the sooner we all can get back to normal.

Oh, and happy birthday, America.

All my love, your daughter, Martie

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