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I'm having a non-stop full on anxiety attack over this shit. Starts the moment I wake up every day, and follows me into my goddamn nightmares when I go to sleep at night. Trump signs line the roads here in the bumfuck nowheresville. They're EVERYWHERE. I've counted something like 3 Clinton signs.
Half of my Facebook friends are posting "Killary" rants. The dems included. Most of them go for the safe "I hate them both, but.." angle. Which is a cop-out.
How can anyone think of Trump as a realistic and viable presidential option? After everything he's said and done. It took ONE over-enthusiastic rally speech from Howard Dean to drive a stake trough the heart of his campaign. Ben Carson needed only to demonstrate shitty knowledge of foreign policy... ONCE... and he was effectively done.
How is this motherfucker still standing?
It's a terrible feeling to want to curb stomp half the people you know. This is by far the most unsettling election year of my life. And I remember Reagan and Bush. I'd suck Ronald Reagan's dead ass dick if it would end Trump's candidacy. And H.W. is a goddamn Saint by comparison.
What's also awesome is that I work for a newspaper and cover city and local politics, so I can't publically express my opinion on this without risking severe fallout. I mean, technically I'm allowed to, but it would be stupid. Town's too small.
I guess I'll settle for Trichotillomania.
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