Anybody who regards Rhonda Santis as anything other than a steaming pile of pigshit is probably also a steaming pile of pigshit who does not recognize him- or herself for what he or she is.
There is one remaining living member in my parents' generation of my family, my dad's ninety-one-year-old baby brother.
He admitted to voting for Rhonda, and now I don't pick up his calls...or those of my cousins sired by him.
There's no room for family sentiment when it comes to Republican insurrectionists.
One less wake to attend is my only attitude toward it, but the prick will probably outlive me anyway.