Stacey Dash spewed a barrage of details about her fucked up life and tenuously tied them to some conservative issues. She said she was molested at age four, hooked on cocaine at age 16 and then started dating a guy who beat her, accidentally got pregnant, decided against having an abortion and was later raped at gunpoint in front of the baby yet when the same guy repeatedly tried raping her again at gunpoint she was able to stave him off by brandishing her own piece.
From these experiences she gleaned her stance on gun control:
“A gun saved my life. That’s why I won’t let me Second Amendment right be taken away from me.”
Heartwarming. Nobody’s trying to take your gun away. You can buy one just as easily now as you could when you were all cracked out on drugs and pregnant. Was that gun kept in a secure location when the child was around? Stupid question, you were on drugs. Couldn’t the moral just as easily be screen your boyfriends better or don’t enter into codependent relationships based on smoking crack, or use a condom next time? Forming a stance on the Brady Bill seems way down the list. It gets better:
“When I got pregnant, I was doing a lot of drugs and I didn’t want to live. I wanted to die. I was going to have an abortion. I was crying and I said to God, “Please tell me what to do. And God told me, “Keep your son.” I ripped the IV out of my arm and I said I’m keeping my son.”
That’s a suspiciously dramatic story and it probably never happened. Seems like an abortion would have been the right call anyway. Do you still talk to your son? Another stupid question. Dash is an avowed Trump supporter and apparently gunning for some type of cabinet position. She’s also making a total ass of herself. If you fuck enough hookers you’ll realize global warming is a hoax. Not right away but when you pen a shitty book thirty years later it will just come to you. The real question is, just how many strap-ons do you own Miss Clueless?