Got Trump Derangement Syndrome? I Can Help!
(Nelson Muntz voice) Ha ha!
I don’t write extensively about Donald Trump in this blog because those posts are popular, lucrative, or likely to go viral.
I write about Donald Trump because I have to. I have so many intense emotions about the destruction of democracy that I have to let them all out, or I will go insane.
It’s cathartic to write about Donald Trump. I write about Donald Trump because it’s a way of feeling less powerless.
I also blog about Donald Trump because my wife and my older son do not want to hear me complain about the administration. I don’t blame them. If I could press a button and never think about Donald Trump ever again, I would, but that’s not a possibility. You cannot live in a world where Donald Trump, the most powerful and deranged president in the history of the United States, angrily demands all of the attention of all of the people all of the time without being profoundly affected by his words and actions.
I was telling my wife that there should be sex workers who just listen to their clients complain about Trump so that they can get it all out of their systems and not feel the need to vent to anyone else.
That would be an essential service that I could provide myself, that would benefit me.
Trump Derangement Syndrome is real, but not in the way MAGA cultists define the term.
Being depressed and stressed out by Trump’s aggressive daily attack on democracy, civility and the constitution does not make you hysterical, weak, triggered, paranoid or delusional. It makes you a decent human being who cares about other people and our country’s future. It means that you are capable of empathy and compassion. It means that you’re paying attention. It means that you care.
If you have Trump Derangement Syndrome, I can help. I am offering a service that, frankly, I need myself. For fifty dollars, you can spend an hour complaining on Zoom about Donald Trump to someone who loathes the man as much as you do, if not more.
It will be cathartic. If you’re anything like me, every day brings at least one or two nadirs that would represent a humiliating low for any other president or administration but is just another day of mindless destruction for Trump.
Every damn day, I say to my wife, “Did you see what Trump (or Hegseth, or RFK Jr., or Pam Bondi, or Mike Johnson) did/said/posted?”
My wife doesn’t want to talk about that shit. Neither does my son It’s too fucking depressing. It’s deliberately overwhelming and dispiriting. The right wants us to think that they’ve consolidated power to such an extent that we have no choice but to give up and give in. They want us to believe that we have already lost, so there is no use fighting.
You know who does want to hear you complain about Trump and his evil minions? Me. That’s partially because this would be a neat side hustle if it works, but also because I need to talk to people about this, or I will go insane.
I will agree with you because there’s nothing good about Trump, but more than anything, I will listen so that your wife, husband, children, parents and pets don’t have to listen to you rant about the latest horror the Trump administration has committed.
At this point, you may be wondering, “Aren’t you a painfully shy autistic introvert terrified of human interaction?” Yes, yes, I am. But there are things that I never tire of talking about. My books and Donald Trump are two examples.
Also, it might not be a bad idea to get outside my comfort zone and interact with people outside my immediate family.
You need to get this shit out of your system. So do I. Let’s come together and talk this shit out so that your righteous, justified rage doesn’t seep into areas of your life where they would be unwelcome, even counter-productive.
One of the catalysts for this is my own relationship with my Better Help online therapist. She’s been listening to me rant for four or five years now, but I never bring up politics because she’s a genteel older southern woman, and they tend not to be known for their progressive beliefs.
I want to complain about Trump because that plays a massive role in my mental health struggles, but I feel like I can’t, because it would be devastating to find out she’s a Trump supporter.
If this works, it would benefit this site because I would have an outlet for all of the anger, depression, and confusion that didn’t involve flooding my increasingly unpopular site with political posts.
This is not a joke. I have exceedingly modest expectations for everything that I do, which is a more positive way of saying that I expect everything that I do to fail, but this could be a fascinating sociological experiment as well as a much-needed secondary source of income.
So if you’re interested in talking to me about your least favorite president, I am ready to listen. And if you just want to rant for fifteen minutes for twenty dollars, I would be fine with that as well.
Contact me at nathanrabinauthor@gmail.com if interested.
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