I was dreading his term when election day came; anyone can probably pull that up from my post history that I was having a freakout of my own and I don't have qualms admitting that. But it proved a necessary contribution to maturing politically when his term not only DIDN'T destroy the country as everybody on my end of the aisle had been crowing about, but his COMPLETELY average policies were actually contributing to me financially and socially as a born citizen of the USA right around the time I'd hit full adulthood.
Simultaneously, the fact that his policies were so common sense and average that they caused the party I formerly aligned with, the media I formerly believed in, and the entire apparatus of the government itself to lose their collective fucking minds really solidified in me the idea that the government as it exists is an irreparably broken institution of geriatrics playing games with the lives of the people they're supposed to look out for and grasping for whatever they can before Death finally saves us from them. The idea that one man doing his job and being an abrasive asshole about it that doesn't fall over himself to play their own game could sew the looming downfall of the American experiment is either the funniest shit in the past five centuries or deeply, horribly depressing. So of course I'll vote for him again, and I'll vote for whatever the next political intruder is God willing we last even that long, because what other options do I have at this point between Republican or Democrat that don't make me feel like I'm wasting the vote for the same fucking team?
The best Donald can do at this point with a victory is to convince any of the other crazy assholes like him to stand up and start muscling in; provided those decrepit cunts aren't the pack of sore losers they all so obviously are and detonate our financial power should they lose.
