Nino America
I keep hearing the same line over and over:
“You’re supposed to be held to a higher standard.”
Funny how that only gets said to one side.
When the news hit about Rob Reiner’s family, I watched something ugly happen in real time.
You had people praying, saying “that’s horrible, I wouldn’t wish that on anyone.”
Then you had the usual crowd clutching their pearls…
but not over the tragedy.
Over Trump’s words about a man who’s spent years calling him every name in the book.
And suddenly the lectures started:
“Trump should be better than that.”
“Take the higher road ”
“Leaders are held to a higher standard.”
Same script they use on any of us who speak up.
It’s never about what was done to us.
It’s never about the lies, the smears, the things said about our fallen, our country, our faith.
It’s always about how we responded.
You notice that?
I was scrolling through the comments on my page,
and one stuck with me.
A guy basically said what I’d been thinking:
We, as Trump supporters, are always being held to this so-called higher standard.
The left uses it to keep the field uneven.
They say we have to be kind while they spit in our face.
We have to be calm while they wish the worst on anybody in a red hat.
We have to stay “respectful” while they drag God, the flag, cops, the military, and half this country through the mud.
And if we dare swing back even once?
Suddenly we’re monsters.
They get to burn the house down.
We’re not allowed to raise our voice about the smoke.
I think about all the things that have been said about us over the last few years.
“Deplorables.”
“Domestic t••rorists.”
“R•cists.”
“Cult members.”
I’ve seen them celebrate when Trump supporters pass.
I’ve seen them make jokes when cops are ambushed.
I’ve watched them cheer when people lose their jobs over a hat or a post.
Nobody on their side talks about “higher standards” then.
No long think pieces.
No moral outrage.
No lectures about “words matter.”
It’s only when we answer back.
Only when Trump doesn’t pretend to love people who h•te him.
Only when regular folks decide they’re not going to sit there and take the beating in silence anymore.
Then the rulebook comes flying out.
Here’s what I’ve realized:
“Holding you to a higher standard”
has become a fancy way of saying,
“Shut up and take it.”
They want us calm
while they go for the throat.
They want us polite
while they call for our silence.
They want us to turn the other cheek
so they can keep swinging.
They’ll dredge up every rule in the world
about tone,
decency,
and respect
the moment we fight like they do.
But they never hold themselves there.
That’s not a standard.
That’s a cage.
Trump saw that game early.
They told him,
“Act presidential. Be nicer. Take the high road.”
Meanwhile they were calling him a N•zi,
trying to throw him in prison,
and dragging his supporters like we’re not even human.
He figured out what a lot of us finally learned:
You can’t win a street f•ght
by f•ghting like you’re at a Sunday school picnic.
Either you want a man who hits back,
or you want another weak Republican
who says all the right “respectful” words
while the country burns.
You don’t get both.
And that’s the real split happening in our own camp.
Some people want Trump to swing.
To call out the media, Hollywood, crooked politicians, all of it.
Others want him to sing kumbaya,
smile for the cameras,
and “rise above it”
while the left never changes a thing about how they attack us.
I’ve picked my side.
I’m tired of playing their fake moral game.
You don’t get to spit on us for years,
laugh at our d•ad,
cheer when our people get silenced or jailed,
and then suddenly cry about “decency”
when the punch finally comes back your direction.
That’s not morality.
That’s control.
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Here’s where I’m at:
I’m not asking to be held to a higher standard by people
who don’t have any standards when it comes to us.
My standard is simple:
Answer for what you do.
I’ll answer for what I say.
But I’m done letting my enemies decide
what tone I’m allowed to use while they attack everything I love.
You don’t get to hit me with a bat
and then hand me a rulebook
about how I’m allowed to yell.
If that offends people,
they’re free to unfollow, block, or cry somewhere else.
But I’m not going back to being quiet
just so somebody who hates what I believe
can feel like the more “civilized” one.
