Tuesday, August 9, 2016
An Ugly Kind of Wink Wink, Nudge Nudge
Trump's open ended, thinly veiled suggestion that "...By the way, and if she gets to pick her judges, nothing you can do, folks. Although the Second Amendment people, maybe there is, I don't know..." is the "Brown Shirt," thug version of a sexual innuendo. And it is as plain as that hair of his is ugly.
If this were just a call for his supporters to take political action, and he were a nominally sane person, the thrust of the statement would have been more along the lines of "...we can't allow ourselves to lose hope for our cause simply because a candidate who doesn't share our views might get to pick judges. There are things we can do because that is what is great about American Democracy. We can organize. We can get our message out. We can make our case with the facts to show the American people that her position is just plain wrong..."
Instead what he has done is to inflame a sense of hopelessness, within a dark sense of cataclysmic finality, unless, of course, a certain advocacy group does something about it, which he leaves solely to the imagination of the perceiver. What other conclusion can you make when, on the one hand he starts with "there's nothing you can do," and a moment later suggests "maybe there is, I don't know." How could there be more of a cowardly way to say "maybe you guys can think of something, but I don't even want to know about it."
All I can say about people who continue to support him is shame on you. An amoral, egotistical monster does his song and dance of hate and you turn a blind eye towards it. Simply unfathomable.