O the Magic of Twitter

I'd left a note critical of Trump and got a stream of nasty, ugly replies back from some woman who accused me (among other things) of wanting "national socialism." And to go back home. I wrote back a polite note explaining that I assume she meant "socialism," but didn't seem to know what she was talking about since national socialism was actually Nazis -- which appeared to be more what *she* wanted...

(I never got around to asking where my home was supposed to be. What with Twitter's 140-character limitation, it didn't seem important enough to write a Part 2 note, especially since I was already at home.)

I assume she was unhappy since she sent another string of Tweets, though I didn't read them. And then said she qualified for the "Life is too short" designation and blocked her.