You are only anon. Shill anon. And you opinion has no more merit than anyone else no matter how you spell The Presidents name or how much red text you use.
But I thank you on this fine day of the lord. You keep me believing. Your hate is so strong for yourself that I see why you hate America. And that gives me hope. You crying out for help. You crying for a savior. I feel bad for you. You were never loved, like me. But I found love with Gods help. You found nothing but a board to spread your lies. Your master the devil is not proud of you. You looks at you as a little weasel that he will devour when hes done with you.