So, Trump said fuck. Out loud (I’m a fan). On stage. Into a mic. And it almost grabbed more attention than the real bombs we dropped a few hours earlier. I happened to see it live, and later saw one commenter chimed in with, “Real good example for the kids.”

Whose kids are watching the news at 7:00 a.m. on a Tuesday, Margaret? Have you heard the music they’re listening to?

Let me say this plainly: I support Trump—and conservatives in general. Not 100% of the time, but a respectable 88–96%, depending on the issue. But I digress. I also reserve the right to call any of them out when needed. That’s how real adults behave. If you’re looking for a cult, I’m not into that sort of thing. And if you’re pretending presidents never curse, bless your heart.

I’m obviously not mad he said it. I’m not even surprised. It was the highlight of my day and put an exclamation mark on exactly how—and why—he got elected. Where else but the United States of America is a billionaire president more relatable to the average working person than half the career politicians who haven’t pumped their own gas since the 1980s?

What I am surprised by is how many people are more rattled by a word than they are by policy failures, open borders, or being told inflation isn’t real while staring at five-dollar eggs.

With all the noise and distractions out there, we’re still the greatest country in the world. Period. But somewhere along the way, common sense got labeled “radical,” and asking questions became hate speech. Two polar opposite ends—who make up maybe 15% of the population—started making decisions for the true majority, who are just trying to survive and are nowhere near at each other’s throats like they’d have you believe.

That’s not normal. And it doesn’t have to stay this way.

If you’re conservative, welcome. If you’re liberal, welcome. If you’re somewhere in between, rolling your eyes at both sides—pull up a chair. I’m not here to echo a party line. I’m here to say the quiet part out loud, wherever the truth leads.

So yeah, I’ll laugh when Trump lets one rip in a speech. I’ll roll my eyes when the left loses its mind over it. And I’ll keep believing that most Americans—left, right, or in between—are tired of being told what to think by people who can’t even tell the truth.

You don’t have to agree with me. But if you’re looking for a little honesty, some healthy skepticism, and the occasional well-timed eye roll—pull up a chair.

This party’s just getting started.