I am sitting at my normal watering hole on this Friday night.
I have a professional day job. I am also a musician. I decided to sit out on a gig tonight. I’m glad I did.
I packed up my tobacco pipe and headed to my bar. I found a friend of mine as I walked in. He is a very vocal liberal. Hates GEOTUS and everything about him. Fine, whatever.
We talked. It somehow shifted to politics. Weird, since I never bring it up if I know I disagree with whom I am speaking with.
He started ranting about Trump. I listened, as always. I didn’t debate. I just listened.
Then, he did something that flipped a switch.
He called me a racist.
I said absolutely nothing racist. I didn’t defend my political beliefs while he was ranting.
He called me “inherinly racist” for being white. He’s white.
I fucking lost it.
I’m not going to go into what I said due to me not wanting to give too many clues about myself and inadvertently doxxing myself to a fucking leftist. But, I will say that I feel invigorated.
I finally started offering rebuttals to stupid leftist shit on social media.
I’m. Done.
I voted for him in 2016 and (cue Goofy meme) I’ll fucking do it again.
Trump 2020. Let’s Make America Great Again once more, Pedes.
That is one thing that made me give up having political discussions with Leftists. It happen when I was talking to colleagues a few times. Each time they were all fired up over something about Trump, and I had a chance to research Shealy they were talking about, it was outright false. However whenever politics come up, I inform people as quickly as appropriate that I voted for Trump (just so they know who they are talking to), but I politely refuse to debate. I tell them I have no desire to change their mind, and I just wanted to be open about where I stand for conversation’s sake. I think it might piss them off even more because it takes away their ability to browbeat and bitch