It’s become a haven for about four people who’d give trump a Nobel prize (why not a Purple Heart while you’re at it?) to breathlessly defend the last he-man woman hater that will represent the boomers on a national stage.
For a group that seems confident of a landslide in 2020, they sure do spend an inordinate amount of time soothing one another with conspiracy theories, alternative facts and general disinformation.
The upside is it’s typically the four of them smelling their own farts and no ones assigning any value to it.
I guess this is what happens when everyone declines your phone calls: jump on here and verbally shake your fist at the moon.