The most recent poll says Hillary Clinton has slipped back into a dead heat with the vulgar talking yam, presumably because even after being exonerated, Clinton was declared to be wounded by a media that will always declare any event “bad for Clinton.” While I am not going to freak out about polls in July, and it’s clear that Trump does not have even the semblance of even the rudiments of even an enigma of a normal campaign apparatus, the fact that we are now talking about a “contest” between civilization on the one hand and ignorant, racist, narcissistic fascism on the other, is deeply troubling.
Hence my pom pom waving for today’s outburst by the great and powerful Pierce.
He, Trump now has taken his truthless palaver to another level entirely. This is what he said on the stump in Indiana on Wednesday, when he was taking auditions for the men who care so little for their country that they are desperate to be on a ticket with a serial arsonist.
“The other night you had 11 cities potentially in a blow-up stage. Marches all over the United States—and tough marches. Anger. Hatred. Hatred! Started by a maniac! And some people ask for a moment of silence for him. For the killer!”
To be blunt, this didn’t happen.
There is no evidence from any news source that this happened. By anyone. Anywhere. Nobody can find anyone who “called for a moment of silence” for the mass killer of policemen. Nobody has counted “11 cities” that are potentially on the verge of a racial holy war. RaHoWa, cry the white-supremacists. And now the presumptive Republican presidential nominee has joined the chorus. That’s where his rhetoric has led him, and far too many people have followed along.
Yeah, but it was Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg who “crossed the line.” Jesus, these people.
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Damn them all now.
Damn the delegates who will vote for this man. Damn the professional politicians who will fall in line behind him or, worse, will sit back and hope this all blows over so the Republican Party once again will be able to relegate the poison this man has unleashed to the backwaters of the modern conservative intellectual mainstream, which is where it has been useful for over four decades. Damn the four hopeless sycophants who want to share a stage with him for four months. Damn all the people who will come here and speak on his behalf. Damn all the thoughtful folk who plumb his natural appeal for anything deeper than pure hatred.
Damn all the people who will vote for him, and damn any progressives who sit this one out because Hillary Rodham Clinton is wrong on this issue or that one. Damn all the people who are suggesting they do that. And damn all members of the media who treat this dangerous fluke of a campaign as being in any way business as usual. Any support for He, Trump is, at this point, an act of moral cowardice. Anyone who supports him, or runs with him, or enables his victory, or even speaks well of him, is a traitor to the American idea.
So y’all spare me your deep concern or whatever bullshit about the apolitical nature of the Supreme Court or other similar nonsense. The building is on fire, and the only thing that matters is stopping the arsonist. Everything else simply Does. Not. Matter.
Can I get an “Amen”?