Yesterday I called one of my adult sons that I had not spoken to in awhile. In the course of the conversation in which we were enjoying talking about guns, motorcycles and one of my grandson's proficiency in soccer, I mentioned that his Mom, my wife of almost 59 years, has been in a funk since Trump was elected. This son then informed me that my wife has shared, and apparently all but one of my five grown children have agreed with her, that they are "alarmed" at how I had changed. He said that the whole family knows that I am politically Conservative, but they cannot wrap their minds around the fact that I supported Donald Trump and that this is what is making them all be a bit standoffish with me, even my own wife.
It became very clear that this son, a former police officer and well educated (he had worked as a computer forensic investigator for a State attorney general's office) has swallowed the Leftis Kool-Aid hook, line and sinker. He believes that there is no doubt that Trump has raped dozens of women, that he is a supporter of Nazi's (because he had some guy named Fuentes as a guest at Mara Lago as well as his association with Elon Musk), that Hegseth is a serial woman abuser, and on and on. Trying to talk rationally with him went nowhere. He also is convinced that if they lived in Texas or some other state that is restricting abortions, and if his wife miscarried, that because of Donald Trump she would be forced to flee the state for medical care or would be left to die. It was the most discouraging and dispiriting conversation I have ever had with one of my one children. Even my crazy oldest daughter, who was one of those people wearing a vagina hat a few years back, and who never misses a march or demonstration in favor of gun control, no conversation was ever so depressing.
In truth I have not changed. I have voted for Conservatives ever since I voted for Richard Nixon in 1972, and all of my family knows this. I have not changed. Trying to tell my son that when we vote we are not picking a best friend, or someone we want to invite to our home for dinner, but who we think will best serve the needs and well being of our nation. I told him that personally there are aspects of Trump's personality that I find less than admirable, but that I do not believe for a second that he is a serial rapist (no matter what CNN or MSNBC might have said) and that without a doubt I know that the country is far better off with Trump as President than if Harris had won. Oddly he sort of agreed with me, but at the same time still believes that it is unbelievable to him (and apparently to much of my immediate family) that I voted for Donald Trump.
I love my family, but I absolutely will not act as if I agree with them on their emotion driver Leftist worldview. I'm not sure where this will all go to. In the almost 59 years of our marriage this present time seems like the most with potential for catastrophe. Time will tell.
It became very clear that this son, a former police officer and well educated (he had worked as a computer forensic investigator for a State attorney general's office) has swallowed the Leftis Kool-Aid hook, line and sinker. He believes that there is no doubt that Trump has raped dozens of women, that he is a supporter of Nazi's (because he had some guy named Fuentes as a guest at Mara Lago as well as his association with Elon Musk), that Hegseth is a serial woman abuser, and on and on. Trying to talk rationally with him went nowhere. He also is convinced that if they lived in Texas or some other state that is restricting abortions, and if his wife miscarried, that because of Donald Trump she would be forced to flee the state for medical care or would be left to die. It was the most discouraging and dispiriting conversation I have ever had with one of my one children. Even my crazy oldest daughter, who was one of those people wearing a vagina hat a few years back, and who never misses a march or demonstration in favor of gun control, no conversation was ever so depressing.
In truth I have not changed. I have voted for Conservatives ever since I voted for Richard Nixon in 1972, and all of my family knows this. I have not changed. Trying to tell my son that when we vote we are not picking a best friend, or someone we want to invite to our home for dinner, but who we think will best serve the needs and well being of our nation. I told him that personally there are aspects of Trump's personality that I find less than admirable, but that I do not believe for a second that he is a serial rapist (no matter what CNN or MSNBC might have said) and that without a doubt I know that the country is far better off with Trump as President than if Harris had won. Oddly he sort of agreed with me, but at the same time still believes that it is unbelievable to him (and apparently to much of my immediate family) that I voted for Donald Trump.
I love my family, but I absolutely will not act as if I agree with them on their emotion driver Leftist worldview. I'm not sure where this will all go to. In the almost 59 years of our marriage this present time seems like the most with potential for catastrophe. Time will tell.
in their hats!!!
