Ain’t No Stoppin’ Me Now.
In his quest to become America’s next and quite possibly LAST president, Donald J. Trump locked up the Republican presidential nomination next week. Now the only thing between him and victory is a little loved career politician plagued by hints of scandal and too much ethical flexibility. It’s time to start thinking the unthinkable. Donald Trump could be president.
I can see the idea is starting to take hold among some that as he pivots to the general election Trump is going to moderate his message and become “more Presidential.” Which is horseshit because Trump doesn’t DO moderation. Trump doesn’t know how to be “more Presidential.” Why anyone would expect a reality show host to become a statesman?
America can’t afford that sort of dangerous naiveté. Americans can’t be sanguine that the risks associated with electing an autocratic despot will to lead to peace and prosperity.
Now is not the type for this sort of magical thinking. If you want to call that “thinking” at all.
Weak people long for a strongman to tell them HE has the answers and HE will make what is wrong, right and HE has a plan and only HE has the vision for HE is strong and he will lead the weak.
For those that do not wish to lead nor follow, Donald Trump has nothing to offer. I have far more respect for the Republicans who refuse to get in bed with Trump and assume the position than I do for those who opposed him yesterday and now spread their legs for him today.
Trump is the wolf in the fold and he will take vengeance against those whom stood against him. He does not forgive and he will not forget. Give this man the full force of the Justice Department, the IRS, the CIA, FBI, NSA, and the U.S. military and who will stop him? Who will be there to tell him “No, Mr. President. You can’t do that?”
The final decision rests with the president, but its vital the president has aides, advisers, and others who can tell him or her not what they can do with their immense power, but what they cannot. Who will tell President Trump anything other than, “That’s a great idea, Mr. President!”
It’s possible there is a reasonable, intelligent, well-articulated argument for Trump, but nobody’s made it to me.
The graffiti vote has spoken.
The unreasonable, stupid, and barely articulate arguments for Trump I’m quite familiar with. They don’t have much more depth than “He’ll make America great again” and that’s nothing more than a bumper sticker slogan. If all you’re looking for is a shit-stirrer who will divide the country worse than it already is, widen the gap between the haves and have-nots worse than it already is, sour racial relations worse than they already are, make the world an even more dangerous place than it already is, and take the country into a darker direction than its ever been, then you should absolutely take the plunge and vote for Trump.
Surrendering to a temptation can be fun. It’s also fun to piss off annoying people. It’s no fun for those who suffer the consequences of indulging a temptation that unleashes terrible consequences. Trump doesn’t have to become an American Führer to be a dictator or start WWIII. All he has to do is get elected and start trampling over the rights of millions and treating the Constitution as a list of suggestions instead of guiding principles.
Donald Trump is very scary if you’re on his Shit List and a lot of Americans already are and don’t know it. Some of them are laughing their ass off now and will be crying in their beer later. Some will play along with Trump and wave away his most outlandish remarks as nothing more than campaign rhetoric and over-the-top hyperbole designed to play to the crowd, not become national policy. Just like everybody else who predicted Trumpmania would pass was proven wrong, they’ll be wrong again, but this time it’ll be too late when the president-elect raises his right hand and takes an oath he neither believes in nor will adhere to.
There’s always a possibility Trump’s talk of rounding up and deporting millions and banning Muslims is just that–talk. A little something for the nativists, xenophobes, and other bigots to smile about, but nothing more than another vague promise abandoned by a candidate as soon as the suckers vote them into elected office.
Trump means it. He’s not kidding. He’s going to build a wall and he’s going to make Mexico cough up the cash to pay for it. It wasn’t just polarizing campaign rhetoric. It was a real thing and once he’s got the power to do it, he’s gonna DO it.
Now I’d suppose some of the Undesirables would go out like the Japanese did during WWII when they were the Undesireables to be rounded up and placed in internment camps. For the most part, they went quietly. They didn’t necessarily like it, but they weren’t being kicked out of the U.S. either.
This time around when the police or the National Guard or the Army come a’knockin’ on Granny’s door to pack her away on a bus, Granny’s sons and daughters, nephews and nieces and friends will be ready and spoiling for a fight, and that’s when it will get bloody.
I’ ve heard some voters will vote for Trump because we’ve had enough of politicians and need someone in the Oval Office who isn’t one. That, or this Is what Americans deserve for not supporting Bernie Sanders. Then there are a few who think it’s a good gag to vote for Trump.
I really don’t care about the sort of deranged thinking it requires to believe the best alternative if you can’t have Sanders is to vote for Trump, the guy he’s ultimately trying to square off against. Maybe that makes sense in the La-La Land of Susan Sarandon’s headspace but it make no sense in mine.
Some people find hilarity in the looming prospect of tragedy. Some people inhabit a world of privilege and believe they can float above it all. Some people are so thoughtless, selfish and a bit stupid that they just don’t care. It’s all one big fucking joke to them as long as somebody else is the butt of the joke.
It’s fun to laugh at those who cry “wolf” as worry warts panicking over a threat that hasn’t happened. At least its fun until you realize to your sorrow the wolf is not at the door. The wolf is inside the house and it is a hungry wolf.
The naysayers can keep proclaiming, “…all is well. All is well” and pooh-poohing the threat posed by Trump’s ascendancy as nothing new and just a slightly more colorful version of business as usual.
Some of us are a bit less flippant, a bit more contemplative and a lot less dismissive of the threat posed by a Trump presidency and we know better. The rest will have to learn on their own, if indeed they ever do.