Just keep beating that dead horse…

Here we are, 68 days into Donald Trump’s presidency, and it seems as though the pace is moving very well. So, why then, do people try to live in the past?

I’m not talking about any specific party. I’m talking about people who continue to complain about Obama, those who post about Trump’s missteps during the campaign, the messages about the random celebrity who said this or that. All things that were reported on ad nauseam, either positively or negatively.

You still see birthers blathering on about Obama’s birth certificate. You still see meme’s about Will Smith saying that Trump supporters should leave the country. The list goes on and on. And why?

Well, since you’re still here reading this then you care what I think, so I’ll tell you what I believe. I believe that there are people who can’t handle being happy or content. There are people who love the misery of hatred. It’s these people who have no real argument or debate, so they just push their vitriol on others any chance they get.

These are the same people who tend to be uneducated, and speak in very small words while name calling in an effort to make themselves feel superior. They’re buzz words when trying to debate are “moron” and “stupid” and “idiot” and … The list goes on.

I used to waste my time trying to talk sensibly with them, only to find that it was a lesson in futility. I don’t do this any longer, which probably gives those individuals a sense of victory. A sense that they have stuck it to their enemy. It probably also reinforces their belief in whatever tired diatribe their spewing. Unfortunately, the negative effects of this aren’t enough for me to continue to put myself through the headache of trying to convey my position in an intuitive manner to someone who is incapable of logical or rational thought.

I am somewhat exhausted; I wonder how a battery feels when it pours electricity into a non-conductor?― Arthur Conan Doyle, The Adventure of the Dying Detective