David McElroy

I question the judgment of anyone who has ever supported Donald Trump in any way.

Trump was a liar and a fraud as a businessman. That was plain to anybody who honestly listened to him for many years, far before he got into politics. He has no ethics. He has no principles. He has no moral compass. If you understand narcissist personality disorder (NPD), you know he’s mentally ill.

That doesn’t mean I support any of his opponents, of course, because they are simply different brands of evil. Just because Trump is a mentally ill fraud and liar, that doesn’t make the more mainstream politicians any less evil.

Anyone who can keep supporting Trump at this point is being willfully blind to his unique brand of evil. He is like a mafia crime boss who will do anything — tell any lie, break any rule, cross any line — to hold onto power.

But even with all of this said, the truth is that it is a waste of your time and energy to debate about Donald Trump or Joe Biden or any of these other charlatans. Your future is going to be determined by the decisions you make — not who wins political power struggles.

If you are focused on Trump and Biden — or if you see any politician as your savior — you’re laying the foundation for your own destruction.

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A movie made me cry tonight.

It wasn’t the out-and-out sobbing sort. It was just the kind when tears well up in your eyes and your chest shudders a little. Mostly, it was the sort of experience that made my heart feel full, as though some sort of emotion inside was overflowing.

It’s not a great movie, but I enjoyed it. It’s certainly not a serious film. It just pushed my buttons in emotional ways. It made me feel things I’d been trying not to feel. And I realized afterward that I’ve been needing that. It felt like a release of pent-up feelings.

The movie is a 2005 romantic comedy called “Just Like Heaven.” Reese Witherspoon stars as a hyper-successful physician who doesn’t allow herself time for a personal life. After Elizabeth leaves her hospital — following a 26-hour shift — she has a traffic accident that leaves her in a coma. Close to death.

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After 12 or 13 years as a heavy Facebook user, today is my last day posting on my account there. At least for now. I have mixed feelings about this.

Facebook is addictive by design. A lot of very smart people work hard to design the platform in such a way that users spend more and more time there. The more time a user spends on the platform, the more money Facebook makes.

Companies design their products in ways that suit their own needs, so I don’t blame Facebook. The people there aren’t evil. They simply have incentives to get me to do things which I have decided aren’t healthy for me.

Social media has been a good thing for me in some respects. It’s allowed me to connect or reconnect with people who wouldn’t have been in my life otherwise. I’ve made friends because of Facebook. The platform enabled me to reconnect with a woman who I then fell in love with as a result. And it’s maintained ties with people I might have lost touch with otherwise.

But those positives come at too great a cost. I believe it’s dangerous for all of us, but I’m especially convinced that it’s unhealthy for me.

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