Jim Acosta,
I'm writing to you again, Jim, because you continue to give a lackluster performance in this, the great awakening. I will reassure you again that you are not hated. Quite the opposite, Jim, we chose you. You are worst at most everything we have the displeasure of watching you do, but you can be best. You can pull yourself up by those faggy loafer straps and do the job that little Jimmy maybe one day dreamed he would do, but grown-up Jim fucked up. Ask the Q, Jim. Be the most famous reporter of all time and earn yourself the shelter of our love to protect you in this upcoming turbulent time.
Love
-Fucking everybody