Wednesday, December 14, 2016

The Sickness that Is Donald Trump


It seems that with every passing day Donald Trump, a/k/a Der Fuhrer on this blog, reveals in yet another way in which he played the so-called working class white voters as complete fools.  One has to wonder what sort of mental affliction one needs to suffer from in order to fall for the snake oil and lies of this dangerous narcissist.   While too slow in standing up against GOP misogyny that set the stag for a candidate as foul and unprincipled as Trump, columnist Kathleen Parker saw the pathology of Trump sooner than some of her conservative brethren.  In a column in the Washington Post she looks at the sickness now headed towards the oval office.  Here are highlights:

In the Trump movie now playing in the American theater, connecting all the dots requires the artistry of a mapmaker and the insight of a psychic.
Or, perhaps, the critical eye of a movie reviewer.
The leading man, President-elect Donald Trump, is gradually revealing himself to be a hybrid of Daniel Plainview (“There Will Be Blood”), Keyser Soze (“The Usual Suspects”) and Gordon Gekko (“Wall Street”) — each a Machiavellian, sociopathic narcissist bent on reshaping the world in his own image.
Whomever people thought they were voting for, sayonara to all that. The Trump of Fifth Avenue has returned to his palace. He’s the star of his own movie, and everyone else, especially the Republican base he so skillfully seduced, is mere crowd scenery. Sorry.
It must have been a supreme test of will to keep his true intentions to himself and his gaze steady upon the prize until, by some miracle (or however you say that in Russian), he won.
As the transition unfolds, new stars cascading into a constellation of superpower, the moviegoer willingly suspends disbelief in passive acceptance of whatever’s to come. Trump instinctively understands that he must feed the suspense, both to hold his audience’s attention and to keep them distracted while he’s busy masterminding his biggest deal ever — to Russia with love.
All the while, Trump was focused on his future with Russia and Vladimir Putin, whose leadership the president-elect has publicly admired. In July, during the last news conference Trump has held, he openly requested Russia’s help in defeating Hillary Clinton.
“Russia, if you’re listening, I hope you’re able to find the 30,000 emails that are missing,” he said, referring to messagesdeleted from Clinton’s personal server.Trump later dismissed the comment as a joke, but you know what they say about truths cloaked in jest. Recently, the CIA affirmed that Russia did interfere with the election by hacking the Democratic National Committee’s computers and releasing damaging information via WikiLeaks.
True to character, Trump called the report “ridiculous” and said the whole thing was a fabrication by Democrats. 
To the critic’s eye, a Trump-Putin-Exxon alliance — the autocrat and plutocrats assisted by generals — does not suggest a triumph of altruism. But, relax, it’s just a movie. And centralized casting is watching you.

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