democrats showing who they are

It's impossible to be a Democrat, Leftist, or Progressive without being the biggest hypocrite on the planet.  Their history of being for something before they were against it before they were for it is legendary.  Tesla is the latest target of their hypocrisy.

The Democratic party in the US, like the Liberal party in Canada, are not the parties they once were. I'm my humble opinion, they have both been taken over by some outside influence with a specific agenda. My bet? WEF... 

Sounds like we (Canada) can expect a federal election April 28th... 

hope canada gets much better than it has had , you deserve it , 

The face of domestic terrorism:  Adam Matthew Lansky, a deranged trannie armed with Molotov cocktails and an AR15 and has been charged with damaging two Tesla dealerships.

The source of these extreme left “ideals” is those who cannot stand the concept of merit based advancement in a free society. They want all the benefits of what hard work and dedication brings, except they don’t want to do the hard work and be dedicated to a profession.  I feel blessed by what this country has done for me, and I for it, but I’m afraid that the progression towards left extremism cannot be stopped.  But we must not give in to it. Vote in elections, it’s the only way to stop them. 

Brit, I too am blessed by what America has done for me.  I moved to the U.S. legally in August of 2001 and became a citizen on June 16th, 2010, one of the greatest days of my life.  I worked hard, learned new skills, was a highly regarded and dependable employee and greatly improved my prosperity.  That is one of America's greatest promises to its citizens:  prosperity, if you're willing to put in the effort.  I was gob-smacked one day when I was in an antique store I frequent often, talking to the owner who was an acquaintance of mine when a tatted, dread-locked, and pierced young White male walked in.  He asked the store's owner, 

Due to changing family circumstances my family went from comfortable to poor when I was 11 years old.  I got a paper route as soon as I turned twelve and from that age on I bought my own clothes and quite often food.  At 14 I worked after school as a gas jockey and during summer breaks I drove a forklift fulltime on the North Vancouver docks.  I paid cash for my first car, a beater 1964 VW Beetle and either slept in my car or couch surfed until graduation.  So much for White privilege or privilege of any kind!  My only expectations from life were what I could provide myself.  I learned the value of hard work from an early age which has held me in good stead throughout life and now I'm enjoying a very comfortable retirement.