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.
So true, people who hate our President think everyone feels the same. It’s the echo chamber. They all get on Facebook and jerk each other off about how smart they are for hating him. I too don’t debate. If they start talking about him, I just say that I love him and will vote for him again. Their stunned faces give me great pleasure. Refuse to debate, just a smug smile while they go off getting all emotional. Then I top it off and say “let’s bet on who will win the election”. Most of them won’t bet.