When People Tell Me, “Trump Is Your President”

What is repressed is obsessed. What is obsessed, finds expression somewhere, somehow.

I just want to be clear here. I don’t hate our president, Donald J. Trump. I don’t know what he’s like in person, though I suspect I might even get along with him in person, and I don’t really care what he does in his personal life. He’s just a man and I see him as nobody’s hero. I do, however, take great disagreement with some of his policy positions, and I am not pleased with his apparent lack of empathy for…