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The loud boorish campaign of Donald Trump has given permission to a bunch of yahoos to stir themselves from their long sleep.

Is the Trump Campaign Just a Giant Safe Space for the Right?

For every entitled liberal smirker there is a counter weight hater and fist clencher.

It would seem.

It has been a continuing puzzle to me why the fringe of America first-ers and white trash malcontents would follow Trump, the rich boy personified.

This guy suggests that it is the shelter that Trump's rhetoric provides. It allows the people who feel left out, the chronically unhappy, a place to hide out.

God knows there is little other space for them. The right wing press has all but withered and there is no place for even the kind of Birch party shenanigans that used to cover this crowd.

I know. I am probably talking down to this gang. I am the hated elite. Well fuck you.

I grew up amidst low income surroundings. The Appalachian kind. And I know what it means to feel ignored or marginalized.

But my Dad was not a hater. He took his life and made something of it with an 8th grade education. He was/is my role model for "up and out".

He was also a die hard Democrat and ran for office winning the school board and other positions in his church and community. A trusted servant. He participated.

So I was taught not to whine from the beginning. What a wonderful thing. That man saw to it that I worked hard and got out of there. Thank God. He took his situation and worked so that he and his son could get to the next rung. The American dream.

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