The other day I shared something on Facebook that basically said: Here's how to drop people on your friend list who agree with Chump Voldemort (I'm sure you know who
he is). Didn't receive any flak for it, but I could see how some would find it offensive. Then today I saw George Takei share the same post. His comments varied from supportive to downright angry.
How dare
you suggest anyone get rid of a friend just because their political beliefs are different! That's UnAmerican. Freedom of speech, yadda yadda yadda .
. .
Does anyone else feel like Facebook is turning into the worst post-Thanksgiving dinner argument ever known?
I woke up this morning and had an epiphany: Chump Voldemort isn't all he
claims to be. It's an act. We really shouldn't worry about him, because the impression I had was that he hasn't a change in hell of winning the coming election and he's pretty much a bunny in a cage at this point. He might bite your finger when you shove a carrot through the mesh, but it's only a nibble. Basically, he's harmless. So, let's not all get crazy friending and unfriending each other like the Sneeches did when one had stars and the other one was a plain-belly.
Here's the deal: Chump Voldemort will say
anything to win this election. He will lie, steal, cheat and he will try to win anyone over in any kind of way,
if he knows it will work. He is determined to get in the White House and absolutely no one out there can convince him to tone it down or play by the rules. His personality type is to shave corners and cut in front of the race—it's how he's done it his entire life, and running for president is no different. Didn't you ever have a friend in grade school who would say anything to get attention and who hated being alone even if it was for five minutes? Chump Voldemort is
that kid. Clearly he wants this bad, but I honestly do not feel he believes half of what he says. The minute he gets into the White House he'll forget everything and do whatever works
for him. It's a dupe for his followers. He's like a celebrity wrestler putting on a good show, only to shake hands with his opponent afterward. "How's the cat, Petey?" "Oh, good. . . Well, time to go home and watch Downton Abbey."
Not everything you see is reality.
The problem is, his followers have gotten so worked up that they are in a literal frenzy, and it's like they don't even know what they're saying. They're angry, but what for? They're restless, but can't sit down. It's a conundrum of all sorts and the only solution is to talk and yell and wrassle it out until the spirit goes. What's offensive is the fact that they would ever support a person like Chump Voldemort in the first place. Okay, he hates illegals, we're good with that (they say). Now he hates women, fine. Women are strange and they have . . . periods, even though Ma was a woman and gave life to me and all that. Now he's making fun of disabled people. Why not? We're so angry, so
desperate, that we'll accept any little fuzzy nugget this guy throws out. Have you ever heard that saying, "If you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything . . . ?"
And the rest of us look on in horror.
But, did you ever think about what will happen when Chump Voldemort gets into office? He's going to grin and say, "Eh, I don't really mean any of that. I just wanted to see how my ass felt in this chair . . . ah . . . " Which is good. Really, really good. I say that because I'm happy to know it's all an act. And like I said before, he is
not going to win the election. Not by a long shot.
In the meantime we have to find a way not to lose our shite (another British reference!) every five seconds on social media. We need to be more savvy and less gullible. We also need to be more kind. Who cares about Chump? Let's care about
each other. Every single gazillion of us on this earth.
So, I won't unfriend anyone yet. Even though, like many, I am severely disappointed. But I feel in my gut that the world will eventually come around.
I wish you all a happy Friday. Thanks for reading and take care of yourself, and each other.
