When do we get to say We Told You So.

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34. My friend who voted for trump (because she likes Pence!?!?!) is also mighty quiet

these days.

I do feel like goading her sometimes, though.

“So you’re STILL ‘just going to be hopeful’?”

“So you STILL believe there’s no evidence?”

I haven’t yet. She’s having kind of a rough go at the moment. I’m not that sadistic. She has yet to give me a good reason why she clings to the GOP. She’s a union member, deathly afraid she won’t be able to qualify for union coverage if she doesn’t keep working. She’s the mother of a daughter. She’s a single mom scraping by who’s bent over backwards to raise two kids on her own, alienated from the rest of her family who COULD give her support but refuse to do so. She’s underwater on her mortgage with bills piling up that she can’t afford to pay. And her kids are now grown up and moving out of state, leaving her to slog through her troubles alone. You’d think she’d recognize how much more sympathetic and supportive the Democrats’ policies are - especially to people struggling to make ends meet as she has had to do. But I did hear her mumble “babykillers!” while visiting us awhile back, when we were edging into talk about politics. Maybe that’s it.

And I’ve TRIED AND TRIED AND TRIED to get through to her. With no success. Maybe it’s because years ago she moved with her kids to a red state and watches a lot of Pox Noise. I suspect her neighbors and friends there in that red state do too. So she’s surrounded and totally immersed in that toxicity. I can tell, every time she argues back at me. All the knuckledragger talking points and slogans are there. I’ve actually said I want to rescue her from that poisonous prison. She replies that she doesn’t need any rescuing.

So sometimes I just throw up my hands in resignation. Some people WON’T be saved. It’s awfully hard to have to admit you were wrong, or even worse, to admit you’ve been HAD. There’s the shame thing. So we talk about her rather ridiculous work schedule that she complicated with her own problematic decisions. And about her kids whom she loves like crazy and struggled to support and provide for. I’ve tried and tried and tried to help her and be supportive because she’s having a seriously hard time. But she WON’T budge in her thinking.

Because “babykillers” I guess. Go figure. Not sure what else I can do. I used to slip her a little cash every week. But the kind of help she needs is WAY beyond my means. It’s like trying to bail out a sinking boat when all you’ve got is a teaspoon.