To the tune of the slow, ballad version of "Breaking Up Is Hard to Do," To do do, down dooby-do down down. Comma comma down dooby-do down down. Comma comma down dooby-do down down. The time has come. I have to go. I've told him that I'm leaving. What else can I do? I just can't take his Zionist point of view. Our citizens, a first priority. His promises, they sounded good to me. America last just had to end. I was a close political friend. But his actual deeds could make you cry. When Bibi says, "Jump," he responds, "How high?" And then there's that sordid Epstein mire. With all that smoke there must be a fire. They say that breaking up is hard to do. Now I know. I know that it's true. But for certain, this is the end. Like someone said, "Fool me once...you can't get fooled again." The time has come for me to say goodbye. I can't give MAGA another try. After all these years, I think I know the score. And that's why I'm headed for the door. David Martin See Buelahman's video.