If I were a bit more famous, yeah, of course I would be on a Trump hit list to be arrested as an "enemy within." I mean c'mon! Look at all the boxes I check off! I insult Trump, I'm a bisexual, I'm a witch and a pagan, and I've called him a rapist (because he is). So, yeah, I'm one of his "enemies within."

However, unlike people like Bezos who cower in fear of the small-handed (ahem) little dictator-wanna-be and so nix his newspaper from offending the pouty little orange-skinned toddler by stopping his newspaper from endorsing Harris... unlike that wormy little bald billionaire, I've got balls, so I have a message for Trump and for MAGA (and I'm quite serious, so if any little MAGA cultists read this, please do pass it on to your Dear Leader).

My message to Trump is COME AND GET ME you %$#@!$& little toddler! Come and get me! I don't care!

I mean it. Come and get me. I'm not scared of you, and a prison cell is fine. Hopefully I can have internet access in prison or at least paper and pencil that I can write screeds against Trump and send them to friends who can then transcribe for me here onto Medium. Come and get me! (Insert obscene finger gesture here)

I mean it. I'm not living in fear. And I'd be honored to be a political prisoner. I'd be in good company.