I had a Trump supporter offer to sodomize me with his Trump yard sign. He was of the opinion that I, a white woman, shouldn’t have married a Chinese man, and that I therefore needed a demonstration of what a “real man” is like.

I’m sorry, but I do not know how to empathize with someone who thinks it is perfectly acceptable to make threats like this against another person. I do not know how to let someone else threaten to violate me sexually and then smile prettily for him and praise his drollery.

I don’t know how to feel comradeship with people who spit in my husband’s face and demand to know when he, a native-born US citizen, will be going back to his own country. I do not know how to nod sympathetically when they accuse him of stealing a job from a “real American.” Given that he has a PhD in mechanical engineering and advises the US military on air vehicle survivability, among other things, I wonder how exactly they think a “real American” of the variety they envision would be able to do a job like his.

Why do I have a hard time empathizing with Trump supporters? Because I place a high premium on human decency.

I guess it must be a personal failing of mine.