Dec 30, 2016 2 min read

I would like to share my personal note to Donald Trump. Mr. Trump, you may have won the election to become the leader of this country with your lies, with the help of your American and Russian goons, with the stupidity of the Electoral College and with the many ill-informed American voters, but you will never be my president.

You know Mr. Trump, when I was in my youth and could have been attractive enough to have gotten your attention, I would have been one woman to whom you wouldn’t have been able to do whatever you wanted to do because of who you were. For certain, I would never have dated an arrogant, egotistical, scum of the male species like you for any amount of your money.

You must also know Mr. Trump, and I use the term “Mr.” because this is one of my nicer days, I will never call you President Trump because you are not deserving of the honor, respect and dignity of which the title president denotes.

Now, this is to the person who commented to the newspaper that Democrats should stop whining and acting like babies who need their pants changed.  of a load in When I see you walking down the street “bowlegged” from being frightened by the antics of Mr. Trump, I will know who you are.

Yolanda L. Saghy

Uniontown