The Euro Girl Who Hated Trump, but Has Never Worked

Setting: a bar in Poland. On a date with a girl I’d met earlier in the day.

The situation: she didn’t like my questions that I usually ask on a first date – namely about sex, love, and rock ‘n roll.

She said it was too personal.

Fine.

But she wanted to talk about Donald J. Trump, instead. I typically try to steer clear of political topics on dates for multiple reasons, but this girl was as dull as a doorknob, so I took a stab at it.

Well, I told her how much I liked and respected Trump, and gave my reasons why.

Her rebuttal was, “But he’s so bad to women and he’s so MEAN!!!”

Of course, she likes Bernie Sanders.

Oh, before I forget – this girl is 26 and has never worked a day in her life. That’s the power of the European college system – it’s free. I don’t know the ins and outs of it (if you do, please share below), but from what I gather, any and all school is basically free for anyone as long as they have a way to foot their other costs of living bills. Which her parents do for her.

This carousel of degrees doesn’t just apply for a basic Bachelor’s program either, you can have a free Master’s degree and more, all on the house.

(Apparently they don’t teach Supply and Demand concepts in any of these classes.)

So, naturally she was a Bernie supporter. Bernie, who basically wants to give away the entire farm for free.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I like aspects of the European economic setup. It’s nice that their citizens actually get some benefits from paying taxes (decent public transit in most cases, college, medical, etc.). Back when I had a “real job”, I paid some 35% of my paycheck to taxes, but didn’t get…well, anything out of it. Sure, I got to use the roads, but that was about it. And in Los Angeles, those roads were worthless. Two hours to go twenty miles worthless.

I didn’t have public transit. I didn’t get free college (though I know some people who did). My medical insurance was paid separately. And unless I can forge 40 years to my identity, Social Security will probably be gone by the time I get to a point where I can collect it.

But yeah, feel the Bern.

That date ended about fifteen minutes later.

On to the next.