Donald Trump Is Making Me Lose My Mind

In a number of ways.

I was wrong about Herr Trump-I thought we’d have dispatched him by December of last year. Most if not all of his contenders parroted a familiar Republican orthodoxy. But they were all swept away by a particularly virulent strain of populism. Donald Trump dug deep into America’s amygdala and spoke like some people’s idea of a regular guy. Which meant that he trafficked in bigotry, misogyny, gossip, anti-intellectualism, petty insults and Chicken Little-style patriotism. A regular joe but with millions-then again, we will not know what Trump is really worth since he’s scared to release his tax returns.

Populism, I have learned, is not always good. The People can be fairly fuckin’ stupid. At least 40% of potential voters will choose this life support system for a disheveled, orange angora rabbit no matter what he says. That alone is driving me to distraction.

Something else is happening, though.

Yesterday, Donald Trump suggested that gun nuts might shoot Hillary Clinton and/or her Supreme Court justices if she becomes president. I was flummoxed. It seems that this is some of Donald Trump’s vaunted humor; the problem is that he’s not funny at all. He knows damn well that the “Second Amendment people” are his people and some of their “remedies” are lethal in nature. That comment went straight to the bones of some really sick ass folk. And I’ve never seen the Trump machine go into damage control that fast. They knew he had screwed the pooch but good this time.

Every damn day, Trump sinks lower as his poll numbers do the same. Each utterance is worse than the next. And I think we’re all collectively beat down by it. I know I’m feeling it-all I can really think about is how fucked up Donald Trump is. I’m upset about this because I can’t remember details about why I support Hillary Clinton, whom I chose over Bernie Sanders as the pragmatist that I am. All I know now is Not That Guy. All my pragmatist scruples are working overtime to make sure this shitbird never gets close to holding office. In the meantime, my arguments for Clinton are foundering-perhaps they were not all that well rooted in the first place. But I know Hillary Clinton is essentially a good person. She’s a liberal with a voting record to prove it. She learns and evolves and clearly loves details. She knows that issues are complex and don’t lend themselves to bromides well. She’s calm under the gun. Tax reform. Childcare. Healthcare. Education. Infrastructure. Minimum wage….

There, I did it. I found some of my Clinton love underneath this miasma that Trump has created. But I spend a lot of my time just amazed at him. He’s a cancer that must be removed, and I’d hire lesser lights than Hillary Clinton to stop him.

I’d even take Jim Webb. That’s how far in the weeds I’d go.

 

About The Head Seminarian

I might be the nicest person you'll ever meet, but if you don't believe me, that is because I hate you. I went to war, I went to father, I came, I saw, and it is a mess. I wouldn't have it any other way. Shitty people amuse me, people who act like human volcanoes fascinate me like fine art. Life is beautiful, and it is under attack in a manner heretofore unseen in history. I came to remind you of this, not make it worse. I might be writing a blog. Yes, that's all I am doing, now that I think about it. If you have a bad memory, you will forget this. Even I forget sometimes, so we're cool.

Posted on August 10, 2016, in Fucking Politics, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

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