Any condolences I could offer to Don's family are offset by the facts that (a) his internet persona was nasty, (b) the ne plus ultra of all employment to him was working as a union monkey in an auto plant, and (c) his death will in no way decrease (and in fact will probably increase) Dem voter rolls in whatever Machine-haven he lived in.
So my usual comment applies: **** you, Don, I'm glad you're dead, but I acknowledge that others may mourn you.
The problem here is that some might see a primitive as a person first, a primitive second.
That's all wrong; when looking at a primitive, one should remember he's a primitive
first, and adjust their feelings about the primitive accordingly.
Remember, the primitives rejoice, orgiast, relish, in their primitivity; their hate, their squalor, their rage, their ignorance, their intolerance. They
love being primitives, and have no ambition to move up, into even the lowest ranks of humanity.