This was my response.

I’m sorry it’s so long and in the form of an image; for those who use text readers, I’ll be recording a dramatic reading.

(Nota bene: There is no cussing in this official statement to the media about my cussing.)

So Mr. Daniel, followed up and asked for clarification on a point.

He asked about “the p-word”.

(This is the part in the Greek tragedy where the masked chorus sings “BLESSSS HISSSS HEARRRRT”)

But there are a lot of words that start with p, including “politics” which is why I’m here.

So I asked him to be more specific.

Which p-word?

So he sends me a screenshot of my tweet from Jan 2019– way before I accidentally got twitter famous!

This is impressive investigative journalism, because he either scrolled through a year of possum content to find it, or searched “from:pinkrocktopus pussy”.

I bet it’s that.

Now, it’s important to note that in the screenshot (last tweet) I redacted the name of the other person, because they don’t care about this mess right here. I also deleted that tweet to prevent brigading.

I still say pussy, though. Here’s a classic: https://twitter.com/pinkrocktopus/status/1245850017031688193

I’d also like to note that the file data for the screenshot Ron Daniel sent me of my own tweet was dated five days before he asked me about it, which is five days of thinking about me typing pussy.

The Twitter analytics on that tweet prove nobody but him gave a solitary shit:

No sir. I will not take the bait on a word you can’t even type.

My response was that there are far more important things to discuss, like rural healthcare, maternal mortality in Georgia, etc, ad infinitum, ad nauseam.

But Ron wanted to talk about pussy. never heard back.

And this, theydies and gentlethems, is why I’m running.

Because men like Ron and Micah feel entitled to control the bodies of people with, yes, pussies and ovaries and wombs, but they find them too vulgar to discuss.

Because when I tried to talk issues, I was scolded publicly.

He wrote a hack bag, and now more people are talking about little ol’ me than Friday night football. In Georgia.

https://www.facebook.com/douglascountysentinel/posts/editors-note-this-article-contains-references-to-strong-and-graphic-language-tha/4349580305116506/

Anyway. I’m Angela Mayfield. I’m tired of tater tot legislators who care more about the health and welfare of Confederate statues, than Black mothers and babies.

My mother, @BrendaForCocoa, follows me here, so everything I say, I say in front of my Mama.

Underestimate me again.

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Here’s my fundraising link, if you’d like to help me take out a full page ad in the Douglas County Sentinel. https://secure.actblue.com/donate/angela-mayfield-for-ga

UPDATE:

Managing Editor Ron Daniel asked a preacher I don’t know what he thought.

Preacher says I’m a lost soul.

Here I read the whole print article out loud, and completely lose it at that point and laugh my big goofy donkey bray laugh.