Dealing With a Trump Cultist
Had a phone conversation this morning with a very, very good friend about Trump. He pointed out that I don’t have anything good to say about Trump and that I have allowed my hate for Trump to blind me to all the good he has done, including Gorsuch, the million jobs that have been added since he became POTUS, the fact that illegal immigration is down, and can I IMAGINE how bad it would be if hilLIARy were the POTUS? He said that just the SCOTUS alone made it all worth Trump.
My friend then went on to berate me for where I get my information from, and told me that I am being dishonest because I can’t admit Trump has done anything good. He kept bringing up CNN, which I NEVER even watch, he kept dismissing Trump’s bad behavior telling me that “acting presidential” has gotten us nowhere and that he is glad to see Trump in the WH. He was pissed that McCain didn’t vote yes for the HC bill, and told me that despite the fact that Trump is a liar, I should be happy that he isn’t hilLIARy.
You know, I’m sorry. I just can’t get on the Trump train. I can’t cheer for someone who I have to hide my child from when he comes on the tv because I have no clue what is going to come out of his mouth. I can’t cheer for someone who treats women like trash, and I can’t cheer for someone who is unstable, undisciplined, unhinged and has zero self control and takes being a perpetual victim to an entirely new level.
I hope Kelly brings stability to the office of the POTUS but it is pretty bad that we have to place our hope in a babysitter for our president. I am not holding my breath though.
What upset me more than anything about this conversation is that my friend, who was once fun to discuss politics with, continued to push me past a point where I was comfortable. I told him that no matter what Trump did, that even if he walked on water tomorrow, I wouldn’t support him. My friend kept pushing and pushing and arguing with me about all the reasons he thinks I should support Trump until I finally stopped him mid sentence and told him I had to get to work (which I did).
I don’t know what happens to people when they jump on the Trump train. I don’t understand why people become so ugly, and then act surprised that those who don’t support Trump get so sick and tired of their bullying nonsense. I don’t understand why I am not allowed to have my own ideas and my own beliefs about our politicians, and why I am the bad guy because I won’t compromise my values and beliefs to suit Trump. WHY????????? WHY AM I THE BAD PERSON???? These people won’t even allow you to point out their hypocrisy. They won’t shut up long enough to listen and if they do, they really won’t shut up long enough to consider their own behaviors and how they have molded what they once called their values to be able to excuse and support Tump. I just don’t get it.
I have a feeling this is another really good friendship that will be lost over this stupidity. It really makes me sad because while I don’t want this friendship to end, I am also not going to be a laughing stalk where someone feels like they can just call me up, yell at me, and then go on and laugh with their friends about what a closet liberal they think I am. I am tired of it.
I am going to give this a little longer to play out and hopefully my friend will knock off his stupidity. If not, I will just have to stop answering the phone when he calls because I refuse to allow myself to be someone’s punching bad over this tiny handed, fake tanned, lying, misogynistic, narcissistic, out of control cheese puff. It isn’t worth my sanity and quite frankly, I don’t have to take this crap from ANYONE!!!!