We used to be in this together – Americans were Americans, and we simply disagreed on various policy points. I don’t feel that much anymore. My entire life I’d heard “Death to America” from various Middle Eastern countries, now I hear it from Democrats. I can’t get along with people like that, and I have no desire to. As a proud American, you can now walk the streets of Riyadh or Dubai more safely than you can through the quad at any major university in this country. Our enemies don’t have to try to destroy us, they simply have to wait – Democrats will work tirelessly to do it for them.

I used to have a sense of empathy, or sympathy, or whatever – a bond with other Americans, automatically. When I’d hear stories of some horrible tragedy or see a profile of a small town with a collapsing economy, the feelings were automatic. I never liked to see suffering human beings anywhere in the world, but when they were Americans it was more real; it hit differently.

Now, sad to say, when it is some leftist person, group or in a liberal stronghold, I have difficulty caring. New York City is heading down a pathway that will devastate its economy and harm New Yorkers in real ways and I’m here for it. They voted for it, they cheered the ideas behind it. My attitude is to let them choke on it.

When I see stories of criminals released immediately from custody or plea deals that free violent goons in the name of some perverted sense of justice who then commit another, more heinous crime almost immediately, my first thought is this is what Democrats voted for.

The victims are usually Democrats – not many conservatives living in major cities generationally controlled by “progressive” leftists. And while they have voters to spare, so a few dead Democrats won’t change the balance of power anywhere, the dismissive attitude toward these murders or rapes or simply violent assaults and robberies overwhelms whatever empathy I once had. It’s like watching someone smoke through a hole in their throat or a drunk sip whiskey to get rid of the shakes – you know what their problem is, and yet you keep doing it.

When someone like that drops over, not only is anyone not surprised, how can you care? Especially when you didn’t know them.

These people vote for this. These people “take to the streets” for this. When the fruit of the poison tree you planted ends up on your dinner plate, why would anyone care that you ate it?

Of course, the farmers of that poison tree aren’t the ones eating – the left-wing politicians and judges aren’t ever impacted by the policies they foist on everyone else, but the voters who watch their ranks be picked off one-by-one as victims of crime and economic despair have to see they’re the trout in a farm pond, don’t they?

I’d think they’d have to, but even if they don’t, how it is that anyone else is supposed to care? There isn’t a major US city that has been run by Democrats for generations where the public education system is even just sub-par. These failure factories turn out illiterate “graduates” who, forget reading, can’t even do basic math. People learn better by accident or in prison than students learn from “professionals” in these schools, and yet there is no turnover in the politicians responsible for it. If, as your quality of life in your immediate area deteriorates, the only way your government officials change is their death (or, on rare occasion, their imprisonment), you are responsible for all the misery in your life.

Democrats whine all the time of “systemic racism,” trying to blame that lie for their failures. But then you have to wonder if it really is a failure. That word implies that someone or something tried and it didn’t work out. After 50 or more years of failure, it stops being an unintended outcome and starts becoming a choice, doesn’t it?