Like Hillary, you want to blame everyone else for your failure, without once even considering that you brought all this venom on yourself with your despicable, vile, endless personal assassinations of Donald Trump's character.
Do you know, Me-again, what you reap after having sown venom and hatred? You harvest even more abundant venom and hatred, Me-again!
You, and you alone, are responsible for the vileness that subsumes you, for the vast and deep forces of negativity that now destroy your carreer. You chose this path of ultimate convenience, believing that it would be your ticket to the Big Time.
Instead, it has lead to your being regarded as a venomous pariah, a hysterical woman, a harpy, a never-satisfied permanent bitch-face whom people now love to hate. So you have gone and screwed yourself by taking what looked like a shortcut to actual accomplishment, by joining the slobbering frenzy of Media pack dogs attacking The Great Man.
Instead, you made a deal with the Devil, and he's now claiming his due. You are finished, Me-again. And you did it to yourself. You took that telephone pole and jack-hammered it up your own crease, dry.
You can perhaps at least take comfort in the fact that Trump and his tens-of-millions of fawning supporters (you know, the kind you could have had if you'd only done the right thing...?) are all belly-laughing at you right now. No? That doesn't help? Hmmmm....
LMAO!!!!!!!!
But this worked for Madonna, etc.