i've been following fred reed for years. he's of my generation and from a location close to where i spent a third of my life. he's got a way with words as he proves one more time in this essay; 

I despise Trump. He is a mean-spirited son of a bitch. His licking the boots of those revolting pseudo-Cubans in Miami and increasing sanctions, utterly unjustified, on Havana, are grounds enough for putting him behind bars. Trying to starve thirty million Venezuelans into giving up control of their oil, trying to assassinate Maduro are grounds for rehabilitating the guillotine. Beginning a cold war against China and driving a growing crop of countries into alliance against America gives new meaning to “stupidity.” This is Trump. I wouldn’t use him for dog food. I like my dog.

But: He isn’t Biden. He has my vote.

Here we could go into comparisons between Biden and the Donald. Trump is intelligent, Biden is not. Trump is an engaging conversationalist, Biden teleprompter dependent. Trump has personality, whatever one thiks of it. Biden has the verve and zing of unflavored tapioca. You probably couldn’t do Trump in software. Biden would be easy. Most importantly, Biden is a compromised hack, a shill for all the forces that drive the country toward war, with Russia, with China, all for the benefit of the Empire. And over which the population has no influence.

But none of this is why I or half the country, will vote for Trump. Columnists talk about politics because they have to talk about something. The reason for the potential electoral explosion is much deeper, a nauseated, murderous, loathing for Washington and everything it is, does, and wants. a revulsion too deep to be expressed sometimes even among friends, a feeling that if someone blew up the Capitol with both houses in joint session, and exterminated the whole nest of bloodsuckers, we might get our country back. It would at least be worth trying.......more.....