Dear Mr. Edwards,
Why? When I heard your wife say these horrible, delusional things, I could only hope that it was some sort of weird slip, a fluke. And listening to you in debates and such, I didn’t think that you could possibly believe them, even if she did. Do you somehow think in your twisted little mind that this is okay because you no longer have a snowball’s chance in hell? Was all of the talk about race and gender struggles just an act? Do you have a rare degenerative condition that causes you to act like more and more of an asshole over time?
Oh John. We could have been so happy together, you and I. I hope that someday you find a presidential race that will make you happy. Most likely, one that does not involve mean white women and black men oppressing you due to your minority status. Take care of yourself.
Just stop. Please.