I’m no spring chicken… I’m in my mid-thirties and I’d been a leftist for my entire adult life. I voted for Gore, Kerry, Obama x2, and I was prepared to vote for Hillary Clinton in 2016. But something happened. The leftist house of cards fell very quickly for me…and boy, am I glad it did.

I am reading Brietbart’s autobiography right now and I was able to recall the absolute GLEE I felt when this man died… at 43, leaving a wife and four children behind. I wasn’t troubled by this reaction at all at the time. My ideology had stripped him of his humanity and made him a subhuman creature whose extinction was meant to be celebrated. He wasn’t the only one either… I recall similar feelings when Antonin Scalia died, for example.

I’m so happy to be free of the oppressive, dehumanizing cult that is progressive thought. It’s fantastic to be able to celebrate life in all of its forms now!

If you had told me that some loud-mouthed billionaire reality star would have been the impetus I needed to re-examine the way I had seen the political world for two decades… I’d have told you that you were crazy!