Sunday, January 25, 2026

On social media, I keep hearing a question from the Left, usually asked with a kind of contrived confusion: How did Americans elect Donald Trump? . . .

Some minor compression of text for space, but no deletions, TD

Senator Chris McDaniel; (R-MS).  

NOT Eric Swalwell
 . . . "Truth is, it’s not complicated.

"For years, a political and cultural class decided regular Americans were the problem. Not by accident. On purpose.
They mocked American traditions like they were embarrassments. Treated faith as something outdated or foolish. Raised taxes while lecturing folks that it was for their own good. Turned white, working-class men into a punchline, then acted stunned when those men stopped listening.
They went even further. They argued America itself was rotten. That its institutions were inherently racist. And if you dared disagree, even calmly, even respectfully, you weren’t just wrong. You were a racist. A sexist. A bigot. Before long, the words got uglier. Nazi. Traitor. Enemy.
Disagreement wasn’t answered. It was condemned. People weren’t debated anymore. Instead, they were simply dehumanized.
They didn’t do it alone. They had lots of help. The press nodded along. Universities eagerly enforced the rules. And before long, those ideas were pushed straight into classrooms. Kids barely old enough to read were being told what to think about their country, their history, and even their own parents.
All the while, the sneer never went away. Folks in coastal cities looking down their noses at anyone from a flyover state. Calling whole regions a landmass. Acting like places like Mississippi were something to apologize for rather than call home.
They scoffed at the country’s founding as if it were an old mistake. Talked openly about tearing down America’s basic structures and rebuilding something new. Then they flirted with socialism like it was progress, acting confused when people who value independence recoiled.
They pushed social experiments into schools, workplaces, and private spaces without asking. Bathrooms. Locker rooms. The idea that biology doesn’t matter anymore. And not just acceptance, but celebration. Go along, or be branded hateful.
And always, there was the tone. Forever the tone. The lectures. The scolding. The moral superiority. The message that disagreement wasn’t just incorrect, it was immoral.
Eventually, Americans had enough. Not in some revolutionary way. Just worn down. Tired of the never-ending drama. Tired of being told they were evil for believing what they’d believed their whole lives. Tired of being told to change just for the sake of change.
I’m from Ellisville, Mississippi. Just another small town dotting the landscape. But down here, folks know what that feels like. Like anyone, we are flawed people. But we work. We raise families. We go to church. We mind our business. And we don’t take kindly to being called names by people who’ve never set foot in our towns but somehow think they know better.
Trump wasn’t a philosophy. He wasn’t a manifesto. He was a correction.
A blunt response to a ruling class that refused to listen. A way of saying enough is enough. Not because Americans wanted chaos, but because they wanted respect. And maybe to be left alone.
That’s it. No mystery. No hysteria. Just cause and effect.
So you wanted drama, and boy, did you get it. You pushed. You scolded. You sneered. And in the end, the rest of us should probably be thankful.
Because nothing opened the eyes of average Americans like being lectured to by unemployed twenty-something-year-old hipsters and perpetually disgruntled liberal women. And nothing could have done it faster than watching them do it in real time. You liberals didn’t persuade people. You woke them up. You didn’t win hearts. You hardened them.
And without ever meaning to, you became your own undoing."

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