I can’t figure out what’s more sad.
That millions of people sincerely, deeply, and passionately support Donald Trump, and think he’s going to make things better, and that he represents their values and worldview.
Or that there’s a ton of media fucknuggets who will turn to us and say, apparently expecting us to actually believe these things, that Both Sides Are Equally Bad.
Or that half the country, just, half or more, is just asleep for all this. Oh, they know there’s a lot of noise, they can hear the explosions, like distant thunder rumbling. But they have a mountain of excuses to fall back on. Oh, I’m too busy. Oh, I don’t want to look stupid so I’ll just condemn everyone. Oh, I’ll look smart if I go ‘both sides are corrupt equally’. Oh, my vote won’t matter anyhow.
Or that the moment after Donald Trump failed to affirm he was capable of respecting the outcome of a democratic election, that he wasn’t disqualified to be President on the spot.
Or that in this moment, this election itself isn’t about philosophy, or ethics, or policy. It’s about sanity versus insanity. People, conservatives to ultra-liberals, have had to gather around one of those tents because it’s the one that’s not currently on fire.
Or that we stiill haven’t even made a dent in the ruins of our last Republican presidency, and here comes another freight train loaded with dynamite at 300 MPH.
Maybe we’ll dodge it, that may even be likely, but never doubt that it’s very possible Trump could still win. If we let it happen, if we falter, if we fail, it’ll happen.
And if you thought George W. Bush was a fuckup, then oh boy, you’re not going to believe the next act the Right has lined up for us.