An Open Letter to Chelsea Clinton
Old Maid Syndrome
-For the Uncensored!
I, as someone with sound, body, and mind address Chelsea Clinton. A public figure who thinks that she can pressure Substack, a publisher of free expression and thoughts. Someone like Chelsea Clinton shouldn’t be starting fires she can’t put out. I don’t care that you have had prestigious jobs that I would never be able to get into. Your resume is the least of my concerns. Your disrespect for free speech is one for the ages. It’s not like the Clintons haven’t destroyed everything possible. Don’t get me started on Haiti, and the Clinton Foundation. Everything with the last name Clinton, in the public eye, has become one of embarrassment and extreme disappointment. Plus, your father’s appearance on Jeffrey Epstein’s Lolita Express speaks for itself too. The obstinate failures your family has is astounding. The three strikes law is part of your father’s, Bill Conton’s, legacy too. The Crime Bill, co-authored by Joe Biden, is part of your father’s presidency too.
What we have here is the age old question. Why the fuck are you even saying anything? When your family has been the cause of more pain and anguish. What about Linda Tripp? She might have something to say about your thoughts too. If the problem of “misinformation” is your inability to comprehend what public opinion is, you never had, to begin with. I bet it feels nice being rich and out of touch. If you actually had a valid opinion, you would have done some research before you ever attack Substack. I thought you were a lot smarter than me. I do remember you before you got your cheek implants. I was around during Bill Clinton’s presidency.
Your career is unknown to me, and I don’t care what boards you have served under. I don’t come to you for advice on my medical history and my life. So how dare you, little old maid, tell me what to think and feel about Substack. Fuck yourself, Bill, and Hillary, and the name you carry.
Your family has done less for women than crisis centers have done, and you pretend to think Substack is allowing “misinformation.” I guess you realize now nobody cares what you think. You, and your family name, has no weight anymore. You have no right to tell Substack or my readers, or any, for that matter what to think and feel. You just want people to be silenced. You, Chelsea Clinton, are another censorious lesbian with no real intelligence at all. And no, a degree from a prestigious college doesn’t make you smart, either. All it means is that you conform to the status quo.
So, go away, please. And keep Substack, a place of freedom of speech, out of your mouth,. Also, people can subscribe and pay me anytime. I wish I was making money, because right now, I make nothing off Substack. So, there goes your stupid fucking idea too. I’m sure you have a nice house and a nice world. Stay in it, and stay offline, if you’re going to make anymore assumptions about Substack. But I believe in Freedom of Speech, which is why I’m here. If you can’t handle it, stay offline. It’s not that hard.
Your move, Chelsea.
Sincerely,
LtB