- Oct 2018
- Somewhere they can't find me.
With his demagogy, Mr. Trump managed to fuel a sense of insecurity and unease throughout his campaign, along with the idea that he alone could Make America Great Again. In office, he has attempted to perpetuate that angst by proclaiming existential threats to the Republic, be they migrant caravans storming the border, Muslim terrorists flooding the airports or violent immigrants roaming the countryside. Shutting down the government is only the most recent effort at getting what he wants by traumatizing the nation he has sworn to serve.
I feel like I've read this all before. But then, what can anyone possibly say about his utter failure as a human being and leader that hasn't already been said ad nauseum?
I don't know about you, but I am worn out from having to suspend my sense of disbelief and the feeling that we have arrived a very bad juncture in history. Lately, I've found myself thinking back to the presidencies of Nixon, Reagan and both Bushes, and I recall that even in their worst moments, my belief in my country never wavered. That is no longer true. Something is dreadfully wrong when a modern industrialized nation elects such an obviously incompetent nincompoop to what is arguably the most powerful office on the face of the Earth.
That said, my sense is that tonight, we've reached the plateau. Call me an optimist (heh!), but I believe Trump's prime-time appeal to the dark side was his Caine Mutiny moment, and marks the beginning of the end for him. We've already heard this speech twice before from him: at the 2016 Republican Convention and at his inauguration. The third time is not the charm. He has become the boy who cried IMMIGRANT! And no one outside of his hardcore base of lunatics is buying it any longer. We won't ever see the Trump Wall, but the prospects are looking good that we will see the Trump Impeachment.
Either way, his mojo is gone.
The question now is: Will America come back?