Dumb It Down, Hillary

For God's sakes, Hillary, you've got to remember your audience:  America.  Don't give us legalistic explanations, or political jargon.  Don't exclaim.  Proclaim.

Don't use expressions like "dog-whistle politics" or "basket of deplorable."  Call your opponent what he is:  a gutless, racist, coward.  A lying con man.  A draft-dodger, a pathetic, frightened, child.  The poor little rich boy who thinks he's a victim.  A man who will say and do anything, who thinks his insults are clever, who sucks up to dictators, a dupe and an agent of the Russians, the best friend terrorists could have.  A man who preys on weakness and fear, because all he knows is weakness and fear.  A man who can promise everything because he knows he'll deliver nothing.

But you also have to show why people should vote for you.  Promise peace and prosperity.  Promise more jobs than we've had since your husband was President.  Promise you'll work for universal and affordable health care.  Promise more and better Social Security.  Promise the dream of America.  Promise the America of opportunity.

Promise the kids you'll be their President.  Promise the coal miners they have a bright future.  Promise factory jobs.  Promise you'll keep us safe and security.  Promise you'll keep us healthy.  And smart.  And leaders in the world.  

Promise us that you never have and never will let us down.  

And for God's sake, promise us legal pot.