I used to think, "There is no way this can continue, both parties are corrupt and not salvageable."

But then an outsider came into the party, an outsider that came from a group of outsiders that I used to be a part of before I moved to a closed primary state.

A man with Crazy white hair. A man that shouted a lot, but with passion, sometimes even rage at an unjust system, but never with hate.

A man that Voted with the Democrats more often than Democrats did.