Dear @IlhanMN and @Ilhan Let’s get one thing straight before you clear your throat for another performative “hey look at me and the dirty-ass towel on my dirty fucking head” speech. Keep my motherfucking president’s name out of your motherfucking mouth. Or should I say brotherfucking? I bet you smell like the lost-and-found at a Somali airport terminal that just got hit with a power outage. Equal parts Islamic body odor, expired goat milk, warm plastic from those refugee camp tarps, and the faint chemical tang of whatever printer toner was used on the marriage certificates that somehow never quite matched the DNA. You stand up there in that headscarf like it’s a fashion statement instead of a portable tent that finally escaped the thrift store after three owners and a flea infestation. The same voters who put Trump back in the White House have already decided the sequel involves your exit. You will be removed from this country whether you like it or not. By ballot, by statute, by the quiet bureaucratic realization that “asylum” is not a hereditary title that immunizes you from every fraud allegation. You’re not a refugee anymore, you’re an un-American piece of goat shit. Your entire brand is “I escaped hell and now I’m here to lecture the people who let me in." I'm not sure if you found out yet but... YOU are the enemy. YOU do not belong. While you’re busy branding the entire Republican party the “pedo protecting party,” maybe take a long look at the foundational texts you still quote when it suits you. Your prophet is the pedo. You know...Muhammad? According to the most widely accepted Hadith collections in Sunni tradition, that pedo consummated a marriage with a girl recorded as six or nine. And you're still bitching about white men? You married the whitest guy ever. His name is literally fucking TIM. Meanwhile, your people? They're literally destroying the entire planet. You know what you look like 11han? You look like the “before” picture in every “don’t marry your cousin” public service announcement. You look like the reason airport security still makes people take their shoes off. You look like the final boss of grift, the one who shows up, points at the country that took her in, and calls the hosts the real problem. You look like someone who thinks “Somali” is a personality and “American” is an insult. The same country that let you in is done pretending your existence is a moral achievement. The bureaucracy is already building the exit ramp. The fraud cases, the marriage questions, the dual-loyalty gymnastics, the endless “my people are being oppressed by the people who saved them” routine...all of it is collapsing under the weight of actual results. You are not a permanent resident of the American conscience. You are a temporary error that is about to be corrected. Every speech you give, every scarf you adjust for the cameras, every time you open your stinky brother kissing mouth about who does and doesn’t belong...it is just accelerating the moment when the country decides the experiment is over. Your removal won’t be dramatic. It will be administrative, legal, and final. And the only thing left will be the footage of you screaming that the people who no longer want you, are the real villains. You are the enemy, 11han. You do not belong here and the door is already swinging shut. Time to pack your bags and head back to the shithole that birthed you. In freedom, Mr. Star-Spangled MAGA