Found this comment over at Powerline blog in regards to this post fitting:

I grew up in NYC during the rise of Trump. I knew he would win. Why? Though he is a billionaire he’s a street guy like real New Yorkers are. He stands his ground, fights back aggressively and doesn’t give a damn what people think about his manner. Notice how people who only understand victory always say “well I wish he wasn’t so outrageous on Twitter”? If he wasn’t it wouldn’t be Trump. As a veteran I will attest that the Carl Hayden VA Medical Center in Phoenix AZ I go to went from worst to best in less than 18 months and he’s not even a vet. Even our departed Senator McCain didn’t do a damn thing about it. He was good at hating the President and to hell with us vets. I believe President Trump will eventually send the Democrat Progressives to the dustbin of history. Deep inside he will have his revenge for the attack on his family and the country he loves so much. And no sir I am not sick of winning.

I’ve got friends, and I know y’all have as well, who have taunted me to no end about my support for President Trump. At times, I have found it hard to articulate why I admire the man so. It was once said that President Lincoln, after hearing every reason in the world why he shouldn’t hitch his wagon to that of General Ulysses S. Grant, simply responded, “He fights”.

Lord knows, Donald J. Trump isn’t perfect. But in an era where the mainstream media endlessly promotes the likes and agenda of every left-wing, social justice warrior fascist like Hillary Clinton, Elizabeth Warren, Corey Booker, Kamala Harris, Dick Durbin, Chuck Schumer, Maxine Waters, Nancy Pelosi, and Dianne Feinstein while painting people like me, people who just happen to think that the Judeo-Christian traditions upon which this country was founded, and people like me who think the U.S. Constitution and the Bill of Rights still have relevance even in this 21st century we live in idiots, racists, homophobes, xenophobes, and out-of-their-mind lunatics, all I can say is, he fights. And he wins. And no, I am, and will never get, tired of winning.