Dear Arizona Governor Jan Brewer,
I was writing you a critical letter about the bill you just signed prohibiting ethnic studies courses in Arizona public schools. I danced around racism, threw in some alliterations, even made a Mein Kampf reference, but no matter what I wrote, I still wasn’t conveying what I really felt. I couldn’t wrap enough reason in it. There was an infinite amount of logic (something that apparently can’t be found in the Arizona government). But I was really making a simple thing complicated.
I love my mother…sent her a Mother’s Day card and made sure to call. She’s a great woman. Looks amazing in red. Like, flamenco dancer red. I have two sisters. Love them to death, also. Even though none of them ever specifically taught me this lesson, my innate respect for women has stricken the b word from my vocabulary. Well, in most forms.
I still say that some ideas, concepts, or inanimate objects are, or can be, a “b” word. I still use it as a verb. One can “b” or be accused of “b”-ing. I’ve been “b”ed at, and had days that were really a “b”. I’ve made a pun by using the “b” word in its true meaning, referring to a female canine species. But I’ll be doggone if I’ve never used it in reference to a policitian and his or her administration. With that, I say with all sincerity, honesty, truth, disdain, disrespect and condescension. Jan,
YOU'RE A BITCH.
Puta. Perra. Estupida. Ignorante. The worst kind.
Yours Truly,
Me
P.S. Barack, can you believe this bitch? Not teaching ethnic studies?! Is she eyeing the Republican VP nomination in 2012? She makes your jumper look good.
LOVE this lol
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