I’m not even a trump fan, but all the crying is awesome. “Douchebag” really, and what do you know about my politics? I voted for Obama, twice, Bill Clinton once (went with Perot the other time) and yet I’m the bad guy because I criticize what I believe is the biggest sore losers I’ve seen in my life. You don’t always get a trophy. It’s not ideology I’m rebelling against, its the tantrum of toddlers that I see and I’m waiting until they cry themselves to sleep and i’m still waiting. I’ve read the constitution and the bill of rights a few times I’ve never seen the right to not have your feelings hurt among your inalienable rights. Put on your big girl panties and get back to your life.
I like and dislike some of the things Trump does but I’ve never liked the democrats or the republicans as an lockstep ideology, I like some things from each side and some but not all of what some of other parties believe. I’m waiting for a third party that is in the middle, not on the fringes. I listened to Shultz from Starbucks on the radio a while back and liked some of what what he had to say and shared his frustrations. Maybe I’m a moderate demopublitarian. When Ross Perot lost I cannot remember a march or a protest or fistfight in it’s wake. I was bummed for a day, but then I moved on or maybe that’s when they invented internet porn and at 14400 baud it took so much time to see a naked woman I had no time for protests.
But it doesn’t matter, your candidate or theirs, for the most part they are equally worthless. But the vitriol and hate based on people not agreeing with you or voting like you says far more about you than it does about me. In 1980 if you wanted to be a rebel you got a mohawk, maybe a skateboard and listened to the circle jerks and the germs until people got mad at you. I did 3 out of 4 when I was 13. Now you just have to wear a red hat, support the president or go to a church. Now you get insulted or physically attacked for expressing a viewpoint. I don’t go to a church, but i don’t care if you do.
