One Final Plea for Sanity

It’s Time to Wake Up

November 4, 2016

The fire is hot, the cauldron is boiling, and the fragrance is putrid. It’s time to wake up.

That Donald Trump is regarded seriously by anyone for any office of any kind is literally beyond belief. It is the most damning indictment possible of the degeneration of the civic integrity of this nation. It is an indictment of our collective ability to think clearly about even the most obvious and self-evident conclusions that follow along is his narcissistic wake. It is a catastrophic indictment of the once honorable Republican Party. It is clear and inescapable evidence of the severely degraded state of our fourth estate, which has given him free reign to peddle hate speech, xenophobia, and abject idiocy. It is proof positive of red-state America’s long history of voting against its own interests, and in opposition to the health and wellbeing of the body politic at large.

To support Donald Trump is to give primacy to the ugliest aspects of American arrogance and greed over otherwise ordinary matters of conscience, and intelligence, and common human decency. Donald Trump embodies, and now represents, the very worst of American culture.

In varying degrees, we have seen Donald Trump before — in the persons of Joseph McCarthy, and William Randolph Hearst; in George Wallace and James Vardaman; in Hitler and Berlusconi and Huey Long — men whose intemperate gifts at self-promotion and the obsessive need for public accolade subsumed even the last lingering threads of nascent conscience. History has dispatched these little men in the unkindest possible terms, and it will do likewise with Donald Trump. The only question is how much damage the nation will suffer beforehand. We have already suffered too much.

It’s worth remembering that Donald Trump will stand trial next month on charges of raping a thirteen-year-old girl, and this month for racketeering in connection with Trump University. A dozen women have accused him of unwanted sexual predation, and one of his former wives has accused him of rape. His lifelong refusal to honor his contracts and pay his bills has now been documented in stomach-turning detail, and he has been party to more than four thousand lawsuits during his remarkably litigious and unsuccessful business career. He is regarded as a financial joke by the smart money on Wall Street, and as a genuine demagogic danger to the nation by those in the know on Capitol Hill — including most rank and file Republicans. Now, if you actually believe that any of this is unimportant, or just a massive liberal conspiracy to deprive Donald Trump of the presidency, you’re quite clearly part of the problem. You will believe anything.

Blaise Pascal once said “The power of a man’s virtue should not be measured by his special efforts, but by his ordinary doing.” It should be clear even to the least gifted among us that Donald Trump’s ordinary doing lacks virtue of any kind. Even if you insist on regarding this election as a choice between the lesser of two evils, surely the principle involved is self-evident: people of good will want less evil in the world. In the domain of “evil” — whatever that may mean — Hillary Clinton on her worst day compares favorably to virtually any Donald Trump day — by an order of magnitude. After a lifetime of controversial service in the public eye, Hillary Clinton is certainly no paragon of virtue, but honestly, the comparison is laughably obtuse. To believe otherwise requires profound ignorance of the public record, or the abject refusal to actually consult it, or a staggering ability to disregard it. These are not characteristics that a healthy electorate carries into the voting booth. These are the characteristics of an electorate that will believe anything.

It’s time to wake up, people. Donald trump is supremely unqualified for the Presidency. This is self-evident. The more important point, however, is that he is unworthy of the Presidency. He is unworthy of public office of any kind. And In the final analysis, he is unworthy of the once honorable attribution “American.”


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