You're calling me a cunt for being glad this prick might die despite him being a massive fucking racist whose party has driven me to the brink of suicide

Oh yes, absolutely. I don't wish death on you, him, or my loved ones. Because, tomorrow, I could get a call from my father saying that my nanan has been set to intensive care with everyone else who holed up in their sheltered accommodation block.

Yes, you have had a terrible life so far and, yes, I can feel something for you. Hell, I'm constantly furious that this goes on. I want to tear the nation state down and burn the City and Wall Street because of the suffering both constantly cause. You have had it hard, harder than most, but does the death of a mop headed twat fix it? Does it rectify those wrongs? Does it reverse the damage done to me or you?

You have the right to be angry, to want to watch the world burn, I'm not going to take that away or even say that it is wrong. But wishing death upon someone? I question that.