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    • Terri Connett

    • March 29, 2017 in Columnists

    Dear Trump supporter…

    The snake oil salesman you voted for to represent your interests couldn’t care less about you. He played you like a fiddle. Just like the one Grandpappy played at your cousins’ wedding.

    Yeah, yeah, I know it’s unfair to stereotype the Trump voter. But I’m not addressing the educated or wealthy Trumpsters. Some of those folks happen to be a few of my smart, well-to-do relatives. One posted on Facebook a lengthy defense of her allegiance while bristling at the notion that all Trump voters were racists. She began (and ended) that argument with “I’m not going to apologize for being born white.”


    You fools are on your own.

    But if you voted for Trump and are of simple means. If you’re afraid of anybody who isn’t straight, white and Christian. If you believe the Affordable Care Act is great but Obamacare is a disaster. If you think the government should keep their hands off your Medicare or Medicaid. If you own a “Lock Her Up” or “Proud to be in the Basket of Deplorables” T-shirt. If you fly a Confederate flag. If you thought a rich businessman would, or could, apply his skills to a government that would tip the scales in your favor.

    I’m talkin’ to you.

    You don’t know it, but you dodged a bullet last week when Trump couldn’t persuade his House majority to vote for Trumpcare. During his campaign, he claimed he would immediately cover everybody with better care at lower costs. But Trumpcare would have deprived coverage to 24 million Americans and cut $88 billion from Medicaid. When it was clear the bill wasn’t going to pass, Trump soured the pot by agreeing to cut doctor’s visits, emergency services, hospitalization, maternity care, mental health and substance abuse treatment, prescription drugs, lab tests, pediatrics, rehabilitation and preventative services.

    He lied to you.

    And just like that, he’s ready to move on to tax reform. Because, silly, he doesn’t care if you live or die. His motive was to fulfill a campaign promise, but mostly to cut taxes by $1 trillion over 10 years. And who would benefit? The little guy? Oh come on, Jethro. Wake up and smell the Sanka. The wealthy would get all the tax cuts.

    Trump’s broken promise of affordable health care for all isn’t enough to make you jump ship? Okay, what about all those job-stealing Mexicans?

    Why did Trump tell you Mexico was going to pay for the wall? Because that sounds so much better than the truthiness of American taxpayers footing the bill and Mexico reimbursing us (never).

    He lied to you.

    He also lied about the size of his inaugural crowd, the three million illegal voters (all for Hillary) and winning the most Electoral College votes since Ronald Reagan, Donald claimed it didn’t rain on inauguration day. But God’s tears started falling the minute Trump began to spew his American carnage speech.

    During the campaign, Trump claimed he “knew more than the generals” and had a “foolproof, secret plan to defeat ISIS.” Now that he is the Commander-in-Chief he apparently forgot where he buried that blueprint and asked the know-nothing generals to come up with a plan. Their answer? Do more of what President Obama was doing.

    Just nine days into his presidency, over dinner, Trump approved the Navy SEAL raid on a terrorist camp in Yemen where William “Ryan” Owens was killed. Trump first blamed the failed mission on former President Obama. But when the previous administration debunked that theory, the Cheeto-in-Chief bounced back.

    “They explained what they wanted to do, the generals, who are very respected,” said Trump. “My generals are the most respected we’ve had in many decades, I believe. And they lost Ryan.”

    Trump claimed the raid was a successful intelligence gathering mission. U.S. officials said the raid produced “no significant intelligence.”

    President Chump called Barack Obama a “bad or sick guy” after he claimed the former president tapped his wires at Trump Tower. FBI Director, James Comey said, under oath, there is no evidence to support that claim.

    Just hours after Comey and Director of National Intelligence, Mike Rogers testified about Russian interference in the 2016 election, Trump tweeted the testimony confirmed Russia did not interfere. But James Comey actually said, “They (Russia) wanted to hurt our democracy, hurt her (Hillary) and help him (Trump).”

    Comey went on to say, “Putin hated Secretary Clinton so much that the flip side of that coin was that he had a clear preference for the person running against the person he hated so much.”

    Look, I get it. People can trick you.

    A couple weeks ago my beloved Rachel Maddow suckered me with a compelling tweet and super dramatic monologue promising Trump’s tax returns. Turned out it was a two-page, 1040 form from 2005 that favored Trump and was, most likely, leaked by Trump.

    My new favorite NBC series, “This is Us” (SPOILER ALERT) ran promos all week for the season finale that lead us to believe Jack died while driving drunk to reconcile with Rebecca in Cleveland.

    I felt snookered both times. But will I continue watching “TRMS” and “This is Us?” Of course I will. But I’ll be a little less trusting next time around.

    So back to the elephant in the Oval. Another former president, George W. Bush, maybe flubbed it best when he said, “Fool me once, shame on… shame on you. Fool me… you can’t get fooled again.” (God he’s adorable.)

    The lesson Dubya was attempting to explain is if somebody point-blank lies over and over and over to you — and you continue to believe him — it’s on you.

    Do you seriously want to wait until the all dots are connected between Trump and Paul Manafort, Carter Page, Roger Stone, Michael Flynn, Ivanka’s hubby, the Russian government and the Russian mob? Do you have the stomach for impeachment hearings?

    May I suggest you quietly back away from our so-called president?

    It’s probably too late to get a seat at the Easter Sunday table with family members who’ve blocked you on Facebook. But I bet by the Fourth of July picnic, you’ll be back in the fold and asked to bring your famous potato salad.

    What have you got to lose?

      • Barbara Liberty

      • March 29, 2017 at 1:14 pm
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      You say it so well.

        • Terri Connett

        • March 29, 2017 at 5:01 pm
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        Thanks, Babs!!!! πŸ™‚

      • Carole Kauffman

      • March 31, 2017 at 6:31 pm
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      Can’t you send this to the NY Times Op Ed Page just to see if they will publish, or to Maureen Dowd who might give you credit? You are too good!

        • Terri Connett

        • April 1, 2017 at 6:27 am
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        If only my blood sister was as supportive as you!! πŸ™‚

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