Wouldn't it be great (for you) if I really were an angry, sex obsessed woman? I'm not -- although sometimes I do get angry and I happen to think sex is great -- but I'll bet you'd try and use that against me if we ever had a debate about politics. You'd probably point your chubby little finger at me and dismiss anything I had to say by insisting I'm a hysterical woman -- kind of like you did with Megyn Kelly the other night when you were a guest on her show, The Kelly File.
Watching your condescending display of gorilla-like, chest-pounding protest because Kelly behaved like a professional journalist was one for the books. (And for the record, it KILLS me to say that anyone on Fox News behaves like a professional journalist.)
When she started to ask, "If Trump is a sexual predator," you interrupted her with that puss on your face -- that familiar puss face women all over the globe recognize from a sexist man who can't stand when an informed woman is challenging them. You interrupted her because she asked if (keyword - IF) Trump is a sexual predator (and by the way, he is because he admitted it on the Access Hollywood video), and you pointed your chubby little finger over and over as you scolded her for DOING HER JOB.
We get it. You don't like that Trump proudly admitted he engages in sexual assault. It kinda blows your goal of party domination, as well as the false narrative that conservatives are all about family values and moral integrity. Trump admitted it, Newt, and your yelling at Kelly only makes you look like the angry old man who forgot to take his meds as he screams at the happy, frolicking youngsters to get off his lawn.
Your response to Kelly -- that nonsensical diatribe about how much time the media has spent on Trump's admission of his uninvited sexual groping -- was inspired, considering how much time and money your dying, hypocritical party has spent on investigations into Hillary Clinton's actions as Secretary of State. You know; the emails, Benghazi, etc, and in the end, your taxpayer funded witch hunts came up with nothing on her. Nothing. Nada. Zilch.
You wagged your chubby little finger and yelled at Kelly as if she were your teen daughter coming home drunk after curfew because you refuse to admit you're defending a presidential candidate who is a self-admitted sexual predator.
Perhaps your most revealing comment -- the one that exposed your deep-seated fear and hatred of strong women who don't behave in a way you deem appropriate -- is when you sought to discredit Kelly by saying she's fascinated with sex. That particular comment reveals something we already know: you're a scared little bully man who has no substantive argument for Trump's disturbing behavior or against Kelly, so you chose to utilize a tactic called gaslighting, which means: manipulate (someone) by psychological means into questioning their own sanity.
Who the hell do you think you are, Newt?
I know who you are and so does everyone else. You're the misogynist, sexist pig who served your first wife with divorce papers while she was lying on a hospital bed battling cancer. And you're also the cold-hearted louse who cheated on your second wife, Marianne, for six years with your now third wife, Callista, and you filed for divorce from Marianne just months after she was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis.
You seem to be under the mistaken impression that your penis entitles you to behave like an unprofessional goon who can treat the female host of a popular cable television program as if she were an angry, sex-obsessed, brainless hack.
Here's a little piece of truth that's sure to tighten your hind quarters for the next four to eight years; no matter how much you protest and no matter and no matter how much you hate it, Hillary Clinton is going to be the next president of the United States because women all over the country are sick and tired of patriarchal blowhards like you having too much power.
Call us angry. Call us sex obsessed. We don't fucking care. We'll take your stupid names and your pathetic attempts to hold on to your last vestiges of power and we'll one-up you with a Madam President.
Suck it, Newt.
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