A Love Letter to Republicans

Photo art by J.E. Hargate

Dear Jack-Booted Thugs,

I strained a bit coming up with a suitable greeting for this love letter and settled on this one because it was the least crude option I had available to me and brought to mind fascist regimes that you seem to admire and try to emulate. It’s a not particularly veiled Nazi allusion, which tends to make you apoplectic. That’s just fine with me.