It’s been a while since I’ve written anything in the way of commentary. We reached a point back in 2016 where you were either with us or against us, and nothing anyone could say was going to change that. Since then, I’ve been watching and listening, and, I hope, learning.
I supported Trump from the time it became clear that he actually intended to run. The Republican politicos running were mostly self-serving professional hack politicians, RINOs in the worst sense of the appellation. Senators Cruz and Paul were the exception, but clearly, neither was going to appeal to enough voters to win, and the fact is, they were much more needed in the Senate than in the White House. Trump, the quintessential pragmatist, an ordinary American in many ways, one who had made the American Dream happen for himself, had an appeal that no politician in decades had. He reminds me of the characters played so brilliantly by Rodney Dangerfield in his movies, the successful, nouveau riche developer who doesn’t give a hoohah what the establishment elitists think of him. As with so many other Americans that the political elite and the leftist media sneeringly look down their noses at, I picked him as the winner, and stayed the course.