I took my 3 year old to the doctor today. It was going to be a hell of a visit. I could tell because there was a picture of that Cheeto Hitler man hanging on the wall. My daughter saw the picture and began to cry uncontrollably. The nurse behind the counter asks what’s wrong. She sniffles and looks at the woman. “Why do you have a man who wants to exterminate all different colored people than me? Why do you have a man who hates LGBTQ people and why do you have a literally Hitler 2.0 on the wall? You are an awful person who needs to get some since beaten into them.” She begins to cry again and and everyone in the office claps. So I give my daughter permission to take down the picture and smash it. Then one elderly lady clapping approaches us and offers to take us out to lunch.

And that’s how my daughter became the leader of the Imperial German Army