Dear Harriet Christian,

You don’t know me, but I know you.

I wanted to take the time to reach out to you–one Democrat to another–to offer you a one-way plane ticket, coach fare, out of America before that ‘inadequate Black man’ you hate so much takes the official oath of office and becomes our 44th president.

I just thought it better to get all of the haters on their way before the real party begins.

So hit me up Harriet and you can be on your way…