A Letter to My 1990s Self
Yes, that Donald Trump.
By Jeff Cann
Dear 1990s Jeff,
Consider this fair warning, 2020 is totally fucked up. Can I swear at you? I know you swear frequently, I remember that stage in your life. I don’t swear anymore, except in writing where I have something of a potty-mouth, but only because written swear words carry lots of shock value — much more so…