December 2nd, 2016
Dear Senator Dan Coates (R-IN)
Today I called your office. Your receptionist is a nice lady who took my message. I asked for you to join Senator Graham from South Carolina in calling for a Congressional hearing into Russian interference in the 2016 election.
Then your receptionist asked for my address, which I gave because I aint scared. I aint no punk. It’s whatever, Senator Coates. Then your receptionist asked me if I had actually called my senators from my state.
Which I had, or at least I had called Sen. Rand Paul. But he’s not on the Senate Intelligence Committee. You are, Senator Coates. You’re from Indiana, and you’re the closest in distance to me, so you got called by default.
My other Senator is Mitch McConnell, and no I didn’t call him. You know why I didn’t call him? Because my name isn’t Michael Koch. Who the fuck am I to Mitch McConnell? Nothing, that’s what. I’m not getting him paid, so I’m just another hater on his dick as far as he’s concerned. I might as well beat back the river with a stick while I’m at it.
I’m just saying fuck the GOP as a staff, a record label and as a motherfuckin’ crew.
I would love it if the GOP electors decided to vote faithless on Dec. 19th as a show of rebellion against Trump. What would happen if that occurred is that the vote would be kicked down to the House of Representatives. Who’s the Speaker of the House? Paul Ryan, who looks at Medicare the way Inigo Montoya looks at the six-fingered Count. He’d put Trump right back in power if he could get his way and have Medicare privatized.
I dunno, folks. Maybe there will be an investigation into this Russian thing. But like ten years from now instead of yesterday like we needed.