My best friend's father was an Army crypto guy during Korea.
Later on, worked in surveying and zoning for our county. Sharp as a tack, always good at telling long jokes and stories, knew the state of Georgia from one end to the other, could tell you how to get ANYWHERE. Guy was never lost.
Good ol' UGA Ag school graduate, pretty much good at anything he ever did.
Enjoyed Bloody Marys and Bulldog football.
He has Alzheimer's now and it's an unfair fucking shame.
Spouseanon has gotten into a "Women for Trump" group.
They're pretty rabid.
The Venn diagram circles for Q people and Women for Trump don't overlap very much.
We have to consider that there are many subgroups who aren't so much pro-Trump as they are pro-economic growth, pro-2A, pro other issues that they know that Trump backs.
Plenty of ways to bake this cake, and we're using all of them.
Oldfag here, to encourage other oldfags who are stuck driving this old beater car of a body while my brain is still a high-school-tier sneaky asshole on the inside.
The insanely poor sportsmanship of the Left after 2016 was mind-blowing.
I may or may not go wandering into a Democratic Party gathering near me in costume as a harmless, shuffling old man, with some useful audio and video recording equipment on me. Walking cane, shirt buttoned wrong, fucked up hair, and the shoes I only wear to mow the yard.
You don't have to be young to be a sneaky motherfucker for your country.