I can think of no better word to describe the feeling I had
last night watching the Democrat debate. The spectacle gave whole new meaning
to the expression “circular firing squad”. What’s more, it highlighted,
again, the absurdity of the Democrats’ positions on just about everything.
Trying to focus on the issues at hand was darn near
impossible. It was a food fight extraordinaire…a stage where each tried to
out-perform the other. Bloomberg hid behind his lectern (.sic), and acted
small, arrogant, smug, and clueless and as he tried hard to stoically look
ahead while taking deserved incoming fire. Warren was her usual shrill,
unhinged self, screeching #metoo platitudes and demonstrating once again how poorly
an academic understands the real world. Sanders with his hand and arm gesticulations
continues to look like he might fly away, and while he’s authentic alright,
he’s authentically idiotic. Poor Joe Biden with his face lift and newly
whitened teeth tried his best to look energetic but appeared the geriatric
politician completely disconnected from today’s world, still stumbling and unable
to find the right words to insert in his sentences and pitching the “good
old days” when his boss was President – coattails on which Obama has made
him unwelcome. Pete Boot Edge Edge represented himself, and his whole
generation of snowflake millennial spoiled brats superbly, demonstrating his
glibness and immaturity at the same time. Finally, Amy Klobuchar, a U.S.
Senator believe it or not, looked completely outclassed, childishly defensive: “Are
you trying to say that I’m dumb? Or are you mocking me here, Pete?”
What a bunch of clowns!
But I flipped to the Phoenix rally that Trump was holding
court over and saw, regrettably, another jester’s performance. Trump really doesn’t
act like we should expect a President to act. He still acts like he’s running
The Apprentice. It’s embarrassing.
But here’s the kicker…Obama, with his nose in the air and
his imperious attitude, his eloquence and presence, was highly ‘presidential’,
and spent eight years fundamentally trying to transform America into some
two-bit foreign midget while Trump, with his bumbling act, is fundamentally
trying to save America from that fate. He may be the most inarticulate
President we’ve ever had, and contra-presidential in many ways, but his
intentions, his actions and his results have been spot on. I wish I could read
what historians will write about him 50 years from now.
If I were a Democrat candidate, and I really wanted to
defeat Trump in November, I’d embrace his nationalism, embrace his policies,
applaud and thank him for his efforts and suggest that with minor tweaks, the
path we’re on could be straightened and smoothed to accommodate the other half
of the country who want a more liberal or “progressive” (although I’d
avoid that term altogether because it’s a joke) approach. I’d adopt a
presidential diction, speech and demeanor and present a serious, no-nonsense
persona to contrast myself with Trump’s antics.
I’d still lose, of course, because more than 50% of the
population, irrespective of Trump, are happy with the Country’s direction and
are optimistic about where we’re going. But at least I’d have a chance to help
down ballot Democrats with their runs, and I might even have a respectable run
myself.
But the Democrats can’t help themselves. They’re so caught
up in hysterics, theatrics, hypocrisy, misandry (.sic), megalomania, and
victim-celebrating they’ve completely forgotten about the true majority: the
millions of Americans with their heads down working hard caring for themselves
and their families, supporting their friends and communities, productively
contributing to the growth and welfare of our entire Nation. The Democrats have
bought into the notion that the disadvantaged, the downtrodden, the tiny
minority of true victims should be helped no matter what the cost to the rest
of society or the nation.
When I was a kid we used to use the expression “My
heart bleeds purple peanut butter for you” when feigning sympathy for a
buddy who skinned his knee. I’m not so callous anymore, but I cannot support,
for example, crushing the agriculture industry in California by restricting
water flows thus jeopardizing farmers and crops and livestock production
because some whiny biologists are distraught that a tiny fish might go extinct
(I’m referring, of course, to the famous “snail darter” here.)
What about the vast MAJORITY? How about we celebrate the
WINNERS? How about we celebrate EXCEPTIONALISM? How about we celebrate
INDIVIDUAL ACHIEVEMENT? How about we reserve the use of NANNIES for our
toddlers instead of treating everyone as if we needed the government to serve
as one.
Trump may be crass, undignified, inarticulate and may appear
at times to be off his rocker, but he’s crazy like a fox in that, like Reagan (“just
a dumb actor from California” according to the Democrats), he loves this
country, he believes a rising tide lifts all boats, that growth (i.e. GROWING
the pie instead of trying to slice the pieces thinner and thinner) solves the
problems of the vast majority of our people and indeed, for the whole world.
The Democrats whine we’re destroying the planet. While that
is simply nonsense (see George Carlin’s famous routine about “Saving the Planet“),
my response to the unlikely possibility that mankind will use up ALL of the
Earth’s natural resources or somehow so upset Nature that we will all die of
carbon dioxide or monoxide poisoning, or that our orbit will decay such that we
fall into the Sun, is to go out and find ourselves another planet to live on
(which is exactly what we’re doing)!!!
Growth. Prosperity. Equal opportunity, not equal outcomes.
To each according to his MERIT, CONTRIBUTION and RESULTS, not his
“needs” is the answer. So long as the Democrats continue to whine and
stamp their feet, I’ll keep smiling as they seek to destroy one another.
Schadenfreude.
