Bob Dylan's 1964 hit song, "The Times, they are a Changin'," might today be appropriately listened to by liberals and Democrats.  I doubt, however, that they will listen.  As the adage goes, none are so blind as them that will not to see.

Weeks after the election, they still don't get it.  We still hear the litany of worn out excuses, such as "We didn't get our message out."  The Russians did it.  The FBI did it.  Bernie supporters betrayed us.  Blacks did not vote.  The election was stolen.  Hillary won the popular vote (albeit with massive voter fraud, of which Detroit is only the tip of the iceberg with its 120-percent voter turnout in many Democrat precincts).

Trump's supporters did get their message out.  We are middle America.  We are the people who make things.  Why are we being squeezed out of our jobs, our culture, and our country?  Why do you sneer at us?

After decades of indoctrination in the public schools and universities, a population of newly minted liberals has filled the big cities and the coasts, feeling entitled to win elections, even when they don't vote.  Merely disagreeing with them incites them to anger, sometimes to violence.  Thus, they rarely if ever hear what we conservatives have to say.

They vilify middle America.  If you respect unborn life, they label you a woman-hater.  If you weary of your child's school being overcrowded with illegal (and illiterate) aliens, they call you a hater.  If you lose your job to a foreigner, they regard you as an angry white bigot.

The liberals cannot fathom the depth of despair that would have been inflicted on our nation by a Hillary presidency.  They cannot begin to imagine why we could possibly object to rules that would require our daughters (but not Obama's or Chelsea's) to shower with boys in the high school locker room.  They consider it their right to have abortions performed on our minor daughters without our consent – indeed, without even our being informed.

Merely seeing the word "Trump"  written in chalk on a college campus sidewalk results in a call to police, to find and punish those who wrote this one-word "hate speech."  Then they run to their safe spaces.

Memo to the snowflakes: The planet is not a safe space.  The terrorists will find you.  They will kill you.

The times are changing, and the rules have been rewritten.  You, who thought you were the future, have suddenly become the past.  If you cannot open your ears and listen to our plight, then, as Dylan said,  "admit that the waters around you have grown ... you better start swimmin', you could sink like a stone."