When I first heard Trump was running, I laughed. I said, “you’ve got to be kidding”!
Down South, we were taught nearly from birth that New Yorkers are rude, crass, foul-mouthed control freaks. I was a kid in the 50’s through 70’s with a stay-at-home mom and a Beaver Cleaver Father Knows Best life.
When we got a new plant manager at work, the entire workforce was called to the lunchroom and told that he was from NY and wasn’t like us. We were told that he would say words that would get us fired if we said them but to be patient because he couldn’t help it. I saw Trump as the same kind of person, not because I actually knew anybody from NY, but because of how we were raised. We were also taught that people in CA were so evil that it would fall in the ocean someday. ROTFL
Considering the alternative, I started to listen to President Trump. I figured out to listen to WHAT he says instead of HOW he says it. I started to see him as a genuine person instead of the dreaded New Yorker. Once I figured that out, I started to see them all differently. I realized that I’d rather follow a crass New Yorker than a smooth-talking Southern politician.
The best thing I learned was the ability to ferret out fakes in politics and boy are there a lot of them out there, and other places.
I figured out to listen to WHAT he says instead of HOW he says it.
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Wise words. There are good and bad people everywhere, regardless of state lines, city or rural. Though I do think that across the country most rural forks have alot more in common with each other than they do with the people in their own cities.