They don’t see it that way. They wanted to be part of history. They wanted to say, “I was there.”
And what’ll happen? Their grandkids will likely snap their necks if they ever say they were part of this destructive season in America’s history. I’ll gladly tell my kids and grandkids, “I voted against this garbage. I’m sorry you’ve been saddled with it. Remember what I tell you and make sure it never happens again!”
Amen to that.
Unfortunately, their grandchildren may never know that at one time, world-class healthcare was once available to people in this country. For those grandchildren--should they be fortunate enough to be born--they may only know misery and second-rate healthcare. They may see what were once commonly-treated illnesses with rapid recoveries--bronchitis, influenza, etc., turn into life-threatening sickness.