Someone had to say this, and though Charley Pierce is hardly the only one to do so, it can't be denied that he puts it so very well:
A while back, I ran out of patience with the endless provision of cookies to the people who looked at the United States of America and decided that just what we needed was to have it run for a while by a Manhattan real-estate grifter and career public nuisance because he was going to bring jobs and money back to a bunch of states he very likely couldn't find on a map.
Holy mother of god, I'm tired of reading quotes from people who live in places where the local economy went to hell or Mexico in 1979, and who have spent the intervening years swallowing whatever Jesus Juice was offered up by theocratic bunco artists of the Christocentric Right, and gulping down great flagons of barely disguised hatemongering against the targets of the day, all the while voting against their own best interests, now claiming that empowering Donald Trump as the man who will "shake things up" on their behalf was the only choice they had left. You had plenty of choices left.
Yes, and thank you Charley.
If only their absurd faith in Trump afflicted only them with the damage, that would be one thing. But of course that's not how it works. As Pierce puts it:
You all had the same choices we all had. You saddled the rest of us with misrule and disaster. Own it.
Charley Pierce Why I'll Never Sympathize with Regretful Trump Voters