My uncle was telling me the other day how this long-time neighbor came over one day and sat at his kitchen table crying about an ill family member and how he didn't know what to do.  My uncle sat and drank coffee with him and consoled him.  Then, when he left and got to the end of his driveway he turned to my uncle and said to him, "Do you know that every time Joe Biden rides in Air Force One he shits his pants and they have to clean up after him."

I mention this because, to me, this speaks directly to their pathology and how any form of compassion that they show must then be disproven by their disgusting nature like that (I think the guy was embarrassed for crying and hurled that line to recapture some sort of his damaged masculinity and to me, that speaks of the mentality of these people in another way).

Then, on social media, I have seen several posts of how Asheville, NC deserves what it got because of how it has been deemed the "San Francisco of the South" or something like that. 

I think our only hope is for the demographic to die out of this cult and the sooner the better.

But back to that caravan - the glee on these assholes' faces when they were utilizing their sense of rightful entitlement was exactly like pulling back the curtain on the Wizard of Oz - it was just a peek, but it was a telling peek.

I keep meaning to ask Ed Lorah how he gained the fortitude to declare no MAGA for him at all. I have one uncle I'm just not ready to lose yet, but I'm to that point.