This blog entry isn’t a rant about Ann Coulter and her inflammatory rhetoric. I am using her image as representation of all that is reprehensible about North America.
When I write about life in my tiny corner of the world, I often say “North America” rather than “America” or the “United States”. That’s because I am literally a citizen of the continent; I am American and Canadian. And I am somewhat obsessive when it comes to keeping up with events in both countries.
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I’ve been sitting on this blog post for a few days because I’ve been having a lot of difficulty trying to articulate how I feel about Donald Trump. I don’t like the guy, that’s a certainty, but to make comments about him in a tone that would make me sound like a bigger buffoon than he is wouldn’t satisfy my objective. It would feel good to call him a fucking asshole; a clueless moron; a scumbag; an embarrassment to America… Well, I just did. Now I can get down to business.
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