Dear Wealthy Americans Who Thought They Owned The Republican Party,
You know, I hate to say I told you so, especially when I know how much you're hurting, but I told you not to crawl in bed with crazy people and whisper anti-abortion nothings in their ears during foreplay.
These religious zealots are not the Dixie racists of the past whom you could get hard by talking about Blacks, gays, and Jews then let them be your foot soldiers while they ignored your billions in the stock market.
No. These are True Believers (tm), and when you get a True Believer hard, they're gonna fuck you.
I know you've seen this coming for a few years and bought some politicians on the left hoping you've shifted the political center far enough to the right that you can comfortably lay in their bed.
But you have a problem. The kids of the Koch father are not the same John Birch you knew in years past. And the kids of Sam Walmart are just plain crazy.
So, you're in the same boat with us. The boat you've handed over the helm to the crazy people.
If you can't fix your mistake, and quickly, you'll get to taste poverty. The good news is that you've given the bottom 98% 30 years of foreplay, and if you throw your lot in with us, we know how to make you happy.
Just ditch the crazies and become Americans again, and you can keep your fortunes.
Remember what I told you: you are creating a beast which will eventually devour you, too; and religious zealots have no need of money: just power.
Love,
Ultrageek