The South Carolina Primary was as exciting for me to watch as this season’s Super Bowl game. (Yes, I can hear people screaming “GET A LIFE.”) And … this time … my team won.
I sat glued to the T.V. set Saturday evening, and stayed connected to my closest Facebook friends who share the moniker … “Trumpian.” Finally, as much as it must have crushed Fox News, Megyn Kelly … with a pasty-white-faced … pained expression … announced Donald J. Trump as the clear winner of the South Carolina Primary.
Not one for being … “subtle in expression” … I gleefully let out my “sounds of celebration” which could probably be heard throughout my local neighborhood and certain areas of Social Media. The “Trumpian Call” was heard by other Trumpians … and the sounds of celebration echoed through-out Facebook and Twitter.
But, just like in this season’s Super Bowl game … not everyone was happy. Even those who wanted Trump to win South Carolina, were concerned about being seen as “gloating” over Mr. Trump’s successful win.
I thought about that for about … 5 seconds … and profoundly responded …. “Naaah.”
Of course, I can only speak for myself. I actually looked up the meaning in the dictionary to make sure that the word … gloat … like so many other words, in today’s culture, had not changed in meaning. Sure enough “to gloat” means “to dwell on one’s own success or one’s misfortune with smugness or malignant pleasure.” Perhaps when one is upset at a loss, it is easy to mistake the winning side’s joy … for smugness. And, people who know me know that I do not dwell, maliciously, on other people’s losses or misfortunes. My football buddies, I think, would vouch for me on this.
I, for one was celebrating. I was celebrating Donald J. Trump. From the moment he announced he was running, this last June, he has been called a clown, a buffoon, and much worse. The media even made fun of his hair. I celebrate Mr. Trump for standing tall, hair in place, and not being intimidated by a media press that has been attacking him from day one.
I celebrate Mr. Trump for being the victor when being hit with sarcasm, and unwarranted attacks, by standing firm and hitting back… and … so much harder. (This is the kind of President that I want in the White House.)
I celebrate Mr. Trump for showing his sincerity and love of this country by being self-funded. No one owns this man. None of the other candidates can say this.
I celebrate this man for proving that he is every bit the businessman on the Campaign trail, as he is in real estate … by spending less on his campaign, at this point, and yet, being the top candidate.
I celebrate the fact that no one, in history has done what Donald J Trump has managed to do in just eight short months, and without ever being in politics in any capacity beforehand.
So yes, I celebrated Mr. Trump’s successful win in the South Carolina Primary. And, I will continue to celebrate each … and every … win. And so, to those who misunderstand … please excuse my “gloat”, because … I was only … celebrating.
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Debbie Barth: 2/22/2016 at 3:32 pm EST
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