What am I to do?

I find it difficult. Understanding. Why anyone is enamored with Donald Trump. Yet, here he is. Our president. How can this be? I literally get sick. Watching or listening to him. I’m overcome by nausea. Meanwhile, I have friends. Who attend his political rallies. And foam at the mouth.  In delight. At his sarcastic remarks. Trump is their hero.  For taking on the perceived Establishment. Doesn’t matter that he’s a buffoon. Creating his own comedic Establishment. Yes, I know. That I should be laughing. Not taking  Trump seriously. What am I to do? –Jim Broede