Dear Donald Trump,
Your entire career represents the apex of 20th century selfish egoism, which is to say the lowest point in the history of civilization when a man who is nothing but a bloated psychopath can steal and cheat his way to the top until he aspires to become a fascist dictator.
The people who cheer you for bringing the sick designs of Irving Kristol and Ayn Rand to their logical conclusions are the only thing in the known universe sadder than you. If you lose the primary then it will be the first sign I’ve had in a very long time that the human race isn’t completely fucked.
Nothing you have said in your campaign warrants any further debate or criticism than a fifth grade graduate could offer. To that end, I offer this: choke on a donkey cock and die you malignant toad’s anus.