Recently, a comment in one of my articles reminded me of an axiom I hadn’t heard in a long time, The definition of ‘insanity’ is doing the same thing over and over again, but expecting a different result. If that’s the definition of insanity, what all they keep doing the same thing over and over again, and then pray for an identical result?
To start today, a couple of quick scenarios for future reference. In the first scenario, when the alarm goes off, you feel like a million bucks. Kidneys, bladder and colon all work A-OK, you checked them. It’s some kind of holiday, so the traffic is a snap. It’s dead at work, your desk is clear by 1, and you set a new record at Space Maulers. Easy drive home, the beer is cold, and the Cubs are up 5-1 in the 7th. The kids reenacting the battle of Blenheim upstairs barely registers in your mind.
In scenario two, the alarm goes off 2 hours after you finally managed to fall asleep. The water heater is on the fritz, and the shower is luke warm. Traffic bites, and you spill coffee when you have to slam on the brakes. There’s a pile of new shit on your desk, and the boss reams you out for being a slacker. You get pulled over on the way home for a dead tail light. The Cubs are down 7-2 in the 9th, and the simple clack of plastic checkers hitting the cardboard board has you yelling at the kids to tone down the goddamn noise!
Two identical scenarios, but the differing circumstances in each scenario lead to to diametrically opposed outcomes. And here’s where the future reference comes in. Donald Trump has made it abundantly clear that he is going to run a campaign in 2020 that is identical to the one he ran in 2016. But will that work?
In 2016, the country was well into year 7 of the Obama recovery. The stock market was busy climbing Jacob’s ladder one steady step at a time, unemployment was low, consumer confidence was high, and there were no real discernible threats to our prosperity or national security.
In such pastoral conditions, a certain amount of acceptance exists. Therefore, when the political version of a Sam Kinnison, or Andrew “Dice” Clay rolled onto the national scene, most of us simply thought, Ewww, gross. and went about our business. But Trump wasn’t speaking to us, he was speaking specifically to a soft underbelly of discontented Americans, who weren’t feeling the thrill of the current conditions. Trump was a universally known celebrity, but in all other things, an unknown quantity. Throw in political indifference, and an unpopular opponent, and Trump squeaks through in the electoral college.
But now look at 2020. Trump’s manifest fiscal incompetence has the Dow a full 7 grand below its high under his tutelage. There are 35 million unemployed in this country, the unemployment rate is at 14.5%, and sure to climb, and grocery stores are now rationing fresh chicken due to the disruption in the food chain. Oh yeah, and then there’s this pesky coronavirus thingy, which brought everything crashing down, that Trump himself barely acknowledges the existence of, which is killing thousands of Americans every month.
Getting the comparison here now? Trump is running, or planning to run a rerun of his 2016 campaign, like it was a season of The Apprentice. Ursula recently wrote that Donnie Redux is the front man for the campaign to come, and it’s going to be a political mosh pit full of pig shit. To that I can only say, Bring it on, you morons!
During the smoothest running, highest point of his first term, when the running was never very smooth, nor the high very elevated, if there was one thing that even solid Trump supporters wished for when talking to the press, it was that Trump put down the goddamn Twitter feed, and start doing what he promised to do. And that was back when his supporters largely still supported him, blamed the Democrats for everything, and were willing to give him more time. But they hated his Twitter bullshit and childish attitude.
These are the two irreconcilable differences that Trump has to face going into the general election. People had little tolerance for his bullshit when things were going well, even his own supporters. But now there are real, very serious problems in this country, affecting more of the population than anything since the Great Depression, and people have neither the time, nor the tolerance for his childish bullshit. And he can whine and complain all he wants that it’s not his fault! but he’s still the guy holding the motorman’s stick in his hand.
The other issue is just as bad. Back in 2016 Trump was a national oddity. He was a celebrity politician, and to most people in the country a joke in poor taste. But as I mentioned above, he was also an unknown quantity. But now the country has had 3 1/2 years to assess Trump, under battle conditions, and the report card has to pretty much be that of an irretrievable fuck up.
This is not 2016. Trump has already bled out on college educated women voters, especially white ones. He’s losing male voters, bleeding white non college educated voters, and worst of all, thanks to his bungling of the coronavirus response, he’s even bleeding what should be his most loyal base, older white voters. Trump can try rerunning the 2016 playbook if he wants to, but the ground has shifted under his feet, and he doesn’t seem to get it. This is a much darker world than 2016 was, and as long as Biden, his eventual running mate, and Obama ignore the bullshit, and keep talking about the pertinent issues people actually care about, Trump’s ride just keeps getting rougher.
To know the future, look to the past.before the insanity of the 2020 election, relive the insanity of the 2016 GOP primary campaign, and the general election, to see how we got to where we are. Copies of President Evil, and the sequel, President Evil II, A Clodwork Orange are available as e-books on Amazon, at the links above. Catch up before the upcoming release of the third book in the trilogy, President Evil III: All The Presidents Fen
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