I've got a coworker. He's someone that at one point I'd have called a "friend." Dude is soooooo deep into the conspiracy theories. He was into conspiracy theories before QAnon became a thing and before anyone ever had the idea of Trump being a politician. (Before even Trump had the idea, I'd wager.) Of course he loved Trump from the moment Trump started teasing running for president. I called a permanent moratorium on discussing anything remotely related to politics or conspiracy theories with him when he started getting insulting in his to-my-face unhinged ravings. He's, surprisingly, honored said moratorium, for which I'm thankful.
If he decides Trump is a "bad guy" and regrets voting for him over him not releasing Epstein files, he can still go fuck himself. Too fucking little, too fucking late. The time to "wake up, sheeple" was before he voted for a fascist.