Depression is rampant the world over. Everybody knows it but few will admit it, talk about it, or try to help a fellow sufferer. Instead they focus on Donald Trump, as if this one ordinary human being who goes to the bathroom just like we all do and puts his pants on one leg at a time has some magic about him that is making all of our lives miserable. Not sure about you, but mine was miserable long before Trump came along and will likely remain so until I take some positive steps to change it. Trashing Trump and hating on FOX News may be how the looniest of liberals rationalize and channel their own demons, but it doesn't work for me.

Nowhere is this more evident than online, in comment streams filled with spewed hatred for the president and for anyone who dares not hate him enough. It's sickening while at the same time laughable, especially when you understand that the spewers must have nothing valuable or pressing going on in their own lives, or else how could they spend so much time on Facebook, spewing? As for me, I'm snapping my laptop shut and going to Macy's to return some underwear I bought in the wrong size. (Upside-down, 9 looks exactly like 6.)