Hugs offered to Trump supporters, then Bernie supporters–watch what happens
We’ve all grown accustomed to the hatred displayed at rallies for Republican presidential candidate Donald Trump. We’ve grown weary to the violence, to the racism and to the disregard for human life. One man decided to check it out for himself. He went to a Trump Rally in Wisconsin then a Bernie Sanders Rally in San…
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fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 09:10
could not be any clearer, could it?
vote bernie.
v0cifer8 March 31st, 2016 at 09:40
Thanks for directing me here from RawStory – What a POWERFUL video!
fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 09:41
you’re very welcome.
everyone needs to see this, so, pass it on.
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 09:32
Trump will just rationalize idiots like his supporters verbally assaulting the guy as “passionate.”
An Inigo Montoya moment if there ever was one.
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 09:32
… and good morning, Fredo’s human! How’s your morning, so far?
fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 09:40
me? great. this video made me a little weepy, but in a good way.
and you?
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 09:49
Doing OK… allergic as hell this week, and thus banging around on every blog to which I subscribe, at least to take my mind off it… *weary smile* (and I’m in a great mood in spite of it).
They tore down the ASARCO smelter stacks a year or so ago here in El Paso (I have photos of that damned-big stack hitting the dirt), but it was in operation for more than 100 years, with even DEA, the boot factories, and DOD making late-night deliveries to have their waste, drug-seizures, rocket fuel, etc., burned… That crap is going to be included in the Chihuahua Desert sand for another generation at least… And it’s the windy season here in El Paso, and, on top of it, everyone in this damned town insists on keeping juniper trees/hedges… I’m a beer-drinker, and seldom mess with liquor, but even when I do, gin is not doable, due to the juniper oil flavoring… 1 shot and I’m in bed with a tub next to me for about 3 days…
Don’t mean to kvetch overly, but you did ask, friend… *grin*
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 09:55
BTW… love that photo! We’re critter-critters around here with 3 dogs, 2 cats, a rabbit, 2 cabin-cruiser-sized aquatic turtles, a parakeet and a dove… no reptiles, at present, besides the turtles, but I dig ’em as well. When we move to what will be our forever-home in northern NM within the year (Yay!), I’m certain the menagerie will increase… Better company than entirely too many humans these days… I don’t see our companions as “less-than-human” but merely not-human… I learn more about life from each daily. *gentle smile*
fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 10:08
thanks!! that guy lives down at the zoo. i was so surprised to find him just floating along like that. very zen. i did keep turtles for quite a while, but gave them up when we were remodeling. our koi pond likewise, though we intend to have another either this year or next after we tear down an old out building.
we have six birds and two elderly dogs. right now, the birds seem to be going through some kind of manic pon farr phase. the oldest has been driven out of the community, so he feeds my thumbnail and then attempts to mate with it. the others spend the day competing for the affections of the youngest bird. can NOT wait until i can shove their cage outside for the day. i toyed with re-homing some of them, but couldn’t choose which ones. so……..birdLAND! it is.
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 10:25
Our dear cockatiel passed away a few weeks ago. We designated a section of our backyard as a cemetery, and buried there are a parrot, a couple of parakeets, a dear little chihuahua we rescued that died of parvo, various rats (including my late little popcorn-sharing, TV-watching lap buddy, Gizmo… damn but it’s quite a trade-off, a short lifespan with fierce intelligence, making the best of a very few years…
It’s my way to be as respectfully engaged in their deaths as I was in their lives… I’m on the spectrum, albeit definitely on the most functional end thereof… Deliriously happily married, with 6 mutual adult kids and 16 mutual grandkids, but have a certain amount of awkwardness in large groups of people, unless I’m on stage in front of them, losing myself in a sax riff. I’m much more comfortable behind a computer keyboard, normally, obviously, and tend to be quite verbose at times… such as now… *LOL*
fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 10:36
the birds are all buried under the dogwood tree, among the hostas. sugar is in the small flower garden beneath the window i look out now as i type. prissy is in the clematis bower where it’s quiet. she liked quiet.
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fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 10:00
feel better?
around here the most noticeable problem is our infrastructure. awful, just awful. i’d say third world-like, but i’m unsure if that’s not insulting the third world. badly, hilariously, patched roads, overpasses i sincerely don’t want to drive over on the way to high rise ghost towns on the outskirts.
i still have hope. so. there is that.
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 10:06
Hope is the thing with feathers…
*gentle smile*
Yes, I have hope, and at almost 60 years of age, somehow haven’t lost either that or my idealism…
Granted, it tends to be a bit mitigated by my disgust at the abject stupidity that entirely too many of our fellow citizens seem to believe they’ve been given clearance to parade it around in everyone’s face, moreso than in years past… But my hope and idealism persist… not in a small way by gentle correspondents such as your self, and voices such as Mr. Colmes… Glad he’s out from being Hannity’s punching bag…
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 10:11
And thanks… I’ll be much better once the weather here makes up its mind to level out to normal springtime… Right now, lots of fronts going through, stirring up 60 mph gusts and 40 mph sustained winds… Better today, but still holing up and trying to avoid going outside.
fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 11:02
i’ve always liked the sound of hunkering down. sounds cozy.
i love watching the sky from my window, too.
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 11:26
One of my delights, during my service in Germany, years ago, was having NCO Charge of Quarters duty on a stormy night… After hours, I’d turn out the lights in the Orderly Room, prop my feet up on the windowsill and applaud the Earth’s fireworks display… Didn’t have to go outside, barring an emergency, and, so, got to enjoy the show.
Here? The sky turns brown, and I just don’t bother opening the vertical blinds… *chuckle*
fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 11:28
snicker. exactly. i think that we humans have always liked watching dramatic weather shows. i do. you do. have to be more.
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 11:33
Plenty of us around, I’m certain… Just the louder and more willfully ignorant make it such that we tend to be quieter about it… *grin*
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 11:36
And I know and am aware that our conversation has veered away seriously from the topic of Mr. Colmes’ original post… But maybe we’re being helpful to some that may see the misanthropy of so many of our fellow citizens to learn that there are still simple pleasures that mitigate despair, y’know? *gentle smile*
fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 12:12
all we did was pick up on the spirit of the video and run with it.
now. i must go to the grocery. the birds are wanting a nice spinach salad and i need stuff for chicken and rice soup to take to the good’n’old in-laws tomorrow for their supper.
keep looking for those silver linings.
fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 11:40
we had a real blizzard and i went out into it. happened during the dead of night. lightening. thunder. i’ll never, ever forget it.
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 11:44
Those are the experiences that tend to inspire serious respect for things that are much more powerful than we puny mortals, y’know?
(damn, but I seem to be waxing more philosophical today than other times… not to worry… I’m sure it will pass…. *chuckle*)
fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 11:49
we’re all in this boat together, aren’t we? it’s a big boat.
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 12:08
A really big boat, indeed, but not unsinkable… We live in a time of rapid change and that boat can be sunk with almost the speed of thought… Scary times, indeed, but should we survive them, there’s hope, at least within my grandkids’ lifetimes, if not ours.
fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 10:19
never lose hope. if i feel close to losing it, i look for others to share it with.
once, when times were difficult, for reasons i needn’t go into, he and i went to the big boy for a burger. while in the ladies’ room, i encountered a cute little six year old who was guarding the stall where her four year old sister was “peepeeing”. that little girl i had never seen before told me that i was beautiful and that she wished i was her grandmother. before she left the restaurant she brought me the place mat she had colored and inscribed: to grandma, from suzannah. still have it.
i’ll always have that memory to make me smile.
oh, there’s hope to be had. when you least expect it.
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 10:32
Indeed… as a man of faith, such as it is, and my expression of such not normally relevant, I do find that at my most difficult times, something… perhaps something that really wouldn’t mean much to anyone else… tends to give me pause and re-assess… I take such times as gifts, and I accept them with great gratitude…
Despair sucks… I’ve been there, having been born on the spectrum and born with major depressive disorder (after all, a chemical imbalance). Various creatures in my life have been able to pull me out of potential tailspins… (well, that and a good doctor, effective treatment and good meds… *grin*) My best buddy for 14 years was a miniature red dachshund named Pee-Wee, whose urn and ashes hold an honored space in my home… Little dude was my lifeline during a span of time when all else, circumstantial and internal, seemed to dictate other plans…
Life is so very much better, and, in spite of my body seeming to fall apart, there’s so much for which to look forward, in spite of, also, entirely too many of our fellow citizens these days.
fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 10:46
sometimes, just thinking of a chore, a CHORE, can get you up and going if it’s needed to care for another living being who depends on your kindness. we have to open and close the door when they want out or in, the equivalent of “hey, could you do me a favor?” then they lay around on the warm sidewalk until needed.
that can’t be bad for a person, could it?
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Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 11:14
Oh, my… that lovely little thing is the twin of our dear Gretel, of whom I said is lovingly buried out back… Gave me a wistful moment, guaranteed… *smile*
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 11:14
Yeah, looking closer, that’s a little boy, obviously, but y’know? *grin*
fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 11:25
he’s a joy to have around, completely devoted to me and very well behaved, though he can rush the fence with the best of them. we put a hole in the bottom half of the fence and lashed an old bird cage on the outside to make him a nice covered deck. little kids squeal when they see him in it. being slightly haughty, it’s clear that he considers them a nuisance.
i know you must miss gretel. i know.
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 11:47
We do, and terribly so… But, we’ve got my old buddy Milo, breed mix all over the map (looks like a black and white furry potato…), and my little chihweenie, Hansel, and they are delightful!
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 11:40
NB: Pee-Wee passed away from kidney failure in 2000, and, like Mr. Bojangles, I still grieve. He occupied a unique and special place in my life, for which I’ll be eternally grateful in this life, and what I believe and hope (while recognizing that I may be mistaken, but I don’t think so) will be the life to come… and … well… there it is.
fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 11:47
i say this with affection,
wink, wink, nudge, nudge, say no more……
Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 11:50
Accepted with affection, dear friend. Thank you.
fredoandme March 31st, 2016 at 10:57
just stopped to watch and listen as andy griffith and randy travis played and sang a very nice song. little moments. they’re where you find them. who would think to look in matlock? andy played his ukulele. randy said: “i didn’t know you played the ukulele!”
very nice.
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Paul Julian Gould March 31st, 2016 at 11:16
Very cool! A young friend of my, from some years ago, plays electric uke in his band on Maui (Kanekoa is the band’s name), and serious strat when he visits L.A. Lovely!
Tommie March 31st, 2016 at 10:14
Wow, that video is powerful and very telling about how Trump supporters are hateful! “White is better”, that lady is off in the head, we are all the same!
Glen March 31st, 2016 at 11:49
Guys, remember that the whole point of this video is to encourage love. Don’t focus on what the Trump supporters were doing – that’s a negative. Focus on the Sanders supporters, and leave the first bit of the video to speak for itself.
Tommie March 31st, 2016 at 22:15
I agree, but i hate when the right only say the protesters are violent, wonder what the haters would say if they saw this video?