If you’ll pardon my tone, I don’t recall a time in my life where snobassity, pomposity, arrogance, pure judgmental hatred and other noteworthy qualities were so prevalent in such a tiny yet vocal minority.
It bothers me to dignify a cluster of short on substance malcontents by labeling them a squad without a pertinent precursor. A life driven by hatred must be a miserable existence.
I predicted some time ago that the election of Donald Trump to the presidency would change the face of politics in America. What I envisioned was establishment Republicrats running for the hills.