Having to take those tough decisions, like, "Do I outsource my shirts to an old granny in Honduras who works herself to death for a dollar an hour, or do I pay a fellow patriot ten dollars an hour here in 'Murica who could do a much better job?"
And decisions like, "Do I risk outsourcing to a factory in Bangladesh that may use child labour, or do I employ a single mother in 'Murica who lost her home after my good friend Dodgy Roger Stone allowed Wall Street to fuck the world?"
Because nobody in 'Murica can make a shirt or a dress, can they?
And nobody in 'Murica can take orders for drinks or make a bed.
WHAT
A
FUCKING
SICK
RACIST
DANGEROUS
GREEDY
INTERNATIONAL
CAPITALIST
JOKE
YOU
ARE!!
#ImWithYou pic.twitter.com/I8dHzezmY4
— Donald J. Trump (@realDonaldTrump) 3 September 2016
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