Hours before dawn, it dawned on me that I forgot to sign my open letter, as did the fact that I left out a few personal foibles, dear Overlords. So as not to be rude or leave you with unanswered questions about my worthiness:
Yours truly,
Emily the Terrible
P.S. I don’t plug my car in. I plug gasoline into my car.
P.P.S. I fly an American flag outside my house. And there’s one inside too.
P.P.P.S. I support the Freedom Truckers, Farmers, and anyone who joins a caravan to advance liberty at the expense of tyranny.