I predict Maxine Waters' death in 2019. No, morons, that's not a threat. She'll do it all herself.
Think about it...
If she's waking up in cold sweats, throwing her wig around and swearing up a storm in the middle of the night, then she's got Trump Derangement Syndrome off the fucking Richter scale. That sounds like a pretty goddamned stressful experience for her. I'm not sure about the statistics across all African peoples, but Black Americans are genetically predisposed to high blood pressure, and this bitch is pretty fucking salty. Plus, she just turned eighty! She's going to have a coronary/embolism during one of her histrionic episodes.
The delusional, self-induced stress she's under is a form of slow-suicide.
So... fuck it. Let her rage.
Wait a minute... could I get prosecuted for murder if I sent her a letter gaslighting the shit out of her and she flips out and throws herself off a balcony to martyr herself?
These are magnificent and strong.