A while ago I posted a picture of a bartender in Palm Springs wearing a t-shirt (pictured above) stating what most sane and intelligent people would consider quite obvious: Our former president was essentially a buffoon who lacked any real intelligence and was (is) an embarrassment to our great country.
Maybe I didn’t say exactly those words but it was something along those lines. The t-shirt was also in Spanish, a deliberate jab to get under the skin of Trump’s “base”, most of which live in constant fear of anyone with skin color other than their own (white). My point was proven several seconds later when I hit, “Post”.
A former acquaintance, I’ll call him “Cult Member #1”, to protect his identity, likely sitting in an underground bunker, surrounded by pictures of his idols of unchecked power: Hitler, Putin, Trump himself, and Kim Jung-un, wasted no time in responding.
Overcoming the physical challenges of typing while wearing an oversized white robe, a matching pointy hood and a MAGA hat carefully balanced on the peak, he asked if I was now going to call his president a racist, to which I replied, “No point in stating the obvious.”
Clearly this rattled Cult Member #1, who felt I had no right criticizing his beloved dictator. I imagined his face turning bright red, matching the color of his hat, and he quickly replied with some drooling gibberish about participating in a debate of the “facts”.
This struck me as rather odd given the subject matter being discussed. It is, after all, easily proven that the words “Trump” and “facts” should never be uttered in the same sentence, or even the same paragraph. Ok, they should never, ever, ever, be spoken together when referring to the Great Narcissist Trump.
I was tempted to go down the social media rabbit hole but stopped myself short.
Instead, I looked around and soaked up my surroundings. I was in Palm Springs, CA, and there were mountains and sunshine. Outside my window was a golf course surrounded by impeccable landscaping and I thought to myself…Cult Member #1 is a bitter, hateful, misguided soul, much like the man he defends. In the end, you cannot and should not argue with ignorance. It’s a waste of your valuable time.
I will not engage with someone who’s first contact with me in 15 years is an inconsiderate, rude, and misguided defense of a despicable and disgusting human being.
So with that, I clicked the “unfollow” button, picked up my cooler filled with adult beverages, and headed to the pool.