If anything, I've usually been far too adept at seeing though people, then too forthright, for polite society. What possibly leads you to believe you have any right to demand answers? I've never had any illusions about running for man of the year, but am disappointed the kinder, gentler me still offends...
I must say, I hadn't even thought it might be to confront a small but persistent self-affirming cult of Never-Trump Pharisee hate-monger obstructionist uber-doomers wearing long white robes and mumbling mantras...
Please say it ain't so! What, can't we just all get along?!