The bubble-wrapped and lied-to Left is grieving the loss of their brainwashed worldview. They are, quite literally, going through the five stages of grief as I type.
Stage one was Shock. Thousands of grown adults behaving like children: crying in public, eyes fixated on the results as they poured in during those final few states, in need of comrade consultation.
Stage two was Denial: People taking to the streets, insolently denying America's democratic system and the results it dared to render.
And, not shockingly, many have now entered stage three: Anger. Peaceful protest has become violent, people on public transit, those minding their own business on the street, are being accosted by angry mourners -- assaulted, choked, and defamed -- for the crime of wearing a Trump baseball cap or T-shirt.
As for the final stages (Depression and then Acceptance), I wouldn't put much money on a progression in that direction until sometime after Inauguration Day early next year. But, despite the tears, the meltdowns, even the fists and fury, rest assured, this process is for their own good.
What the mollycoddled meek now mourn is the loss of the old leftist regime. One that replaced national anthems with the false song of globalism; a system that did away with right and wrong, instituting instead the malleable yardstick of moral relativism. They are mourning the arrival of a new preacher who won’t put up with the social gospel of shame or the chorus of identity politics.
What the American Left, indeed useful idiots worldwide, now grieve, is the loss of their global safe space. And, cruel as it may sound: I can’t help but rejoice in their discomfort. Because, in my view, these are the necessary birth pangs of a new society – one that is built (not on the shaky foundation of fettered feelings and victimhood) but instead, on the bedrock of individual responsibility and authentic freedom.
TONIGHT: "Gorilla Mindset: author Mike Cernovich joins me to talk free speech and his new film, "Silenced."