Dear Mr. President
Thanks for rolling up your sleeves and digging right in. I’m thrilled that the charred rubble of my childhood was able to serve as such an amazing backdrop for your photo ops. God bless you, Mr. President. May the sorrow and suffering of my family and friends fuel your reelection campaign.
In case there’s any confusion about what real heroes do, they charge into places like this:
And look a whole lot like this:
Thank you to the firefighters, paramedics, medical professionals, relief workers, and volunteers who’ve sacrificed so much for those who could have lost their lives, homes, and hope, but–thanks to you–didn’t. You’re all heroes in my book.
To genuinely help, go HERE, and you can be a hero, too.