To all the Trump disciples who stumbled on to this blog by mistake—I am under no obligation to be nice.
You conservatives, alt-right apologists, nativists, and assorted wing-nuts were not nice to us Democrats or the fairly-elected president for eight years. You promoted the birther movement. You cheered Mitch McConnell’s expressed obstructionism. You made personal, shameless, racist attacks on Obama and on his wife Michelle whose only “crime” seemed to be an attempt to keep your children from becoming obese. So if you expressed your acceptance of any of this inane rubbish or promoted it on social media, don’t even think you can whine about our refusal to be nice or how we gang up on you on Facebook. We’re way beyond that, and it’s your fault.
As for me, I won’t engage in any ad hominem arguments the way you did with the former president. But I will defend my right—and maybe my responsibility—to attack every questionable policy decision and every lunatic executive order and every baseless attack he makes whether on the press, on Hillary Clinton, on Mexicans, on Muslims, or on inner cities (Trump-code for Black people.) That includes mean-spirited attacks on Angela Merkel, John McCain, intelligence agencies, Planned Parenthood, Khizr Khan, John Lewis, Meryl Streep, SNL, sanctuary cities, and the brave surviving wounded of the Bowling Green Massacre.
And not just Trump. I plan to attack every explanation of every every questionable policy decision and every lunatic executive order and every baseless attack…whether it’s an overbearing Spicer retort, a bewildering Conway “explanation,” or the comments of some entity called Stephen Miller who recently stated in a frenzy of jingoistic idolatry, “the powers of the president to protect our country are very substantial and will not be questioned.”
Wanna bet, Steve?
Finally, I shall treat Donald Trump as he should be treated: not as some sideshow freak who stole the presidency by amassing a huge fortune through cheating workers, avoiding taxes, and refusing to rent to minorities. If he’s merely a sideshow freak, every gaffe and impropriety becomes laughable. But if we treat him like the President of the United States, then he has to do things whose benefits extend beyond his own hotel/casino/country club empire. He’s responsible to us—he works for us. I didn’t vote for him, but he still owes me because he said he would solemnly swear to faithfully execute the office of President of the United States, and would do his best to preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States. The United States—that’s me! And yes, you.
If he doesn’t satisfy those requirements, then he can’t be president anymore, just like Viktor Yanukovych in Ukraine and Dilma Rousseff in Brazil. Bye-bye.
Libtards and buttercups and other derogatory terms? You can use them on us. After all, you won. But while you’re having your fun, try to remember that your boy Trump exists under an ever-strengthening microscope, one which we hold, and by we I mean you too. But mostly us.
We can be civil, and I will be, but we’re under no obligation to be nice.