Dear John Fetterman
Please stop sending me texts and emails asking for money.
Seriously.
I have unsubscribed and "STOP'ed you a number of times and somehow I am still getting missives from you.
John. You lost me as a supporter a LONG time ago.
When you came into national attention, I DI support you. Although I live in California, my Pennsylvania roots go back to the beginning of the state (yes, they do) and I thought you were a fresh breath of air.
Past tense.
I'm sitting here, trying to think just when I decided you were just like the rest of the wolves in sheep's clothing.
After your stroke, when people said you should step down I supported you. I thought that we should give you a chance to see if you still had it.
I was wrong, John and I must admit that you snowed me.
I am trying to determine the exact moment I had an epiphany about you
Was it when you went to Mar-a-Lago and bent the knee to the Felon-in-chief? Did you sell your soul then?
Maybe it was when I was sitting in my living room, a mile from an evacuation zone, with my go-bag packed, while my friends lost their homes and were fleeing for their lives during the Altadena fires in January. I got a text from you. Was it a message of hope and support ( my area code on my phone should have indicated a California connection to you and your staff) Nope. You were asking for a donation.
It think that did it. You are just as soulless as your Dear Leader.
This morning, despite having numerous request for you to STOP, your "team" sent me another missive.
As my dad, a proud son of Chester PA would have said, "take a long walk on a short pier"
