Even when he's wrong, Charles Krauthammer is worth reading. As with Trump. I disengaged for several presidential cycles, not wishing to witness the ongoing sodomistic gangbanging of America. Now this leftist ritual occurs only in the inner city and on uni campuses and on CNN and MSNBC and the NYT and the Post and, and, you know, those sorts of places. It's not coming from the Executive Mansion, is my point. Krauthammer should be doing backflips. Oh. Well, in an ideal world he should be. But that is also the point. It's not an ideal world, and we must must must be grovel-grateful for those blessing that harm us but do not kill us.
These sausage-skinned commissars who have hacked their way to legislative preeminence are to be excused. They are evil and stupid, and irredeemably given over to their hatreds. It's understandable, and to be overlooked. They must have been abused as children. Obama could not help it. He came from a broken home, abandoned by his father and brainwashed in a madras -- you'd be crazy too. And after all, pernicious parasites and toxic bacilli do have their place in the scheme of things. We have to die of something. Overpopulation is as great a hazard as Climatechange, and never truer words were spoken than these, that humanity is a carbon-generating virus. So fire fights fire. Hantavirus to counter Humavirus. Obviously.
Therefore it's not completely crazy to hate America and humanity, and love welfare queens and drug dealers and abortionists. There is a non-Aristotelian logic to it, dispensing with observation and evidence and organization, and trusting in the heart and the innate goodness of all people who are minorities or liberals. (I realize that I'm being self-contradictory, but only a denier would have a problem with that.)
Krauthammer, on the other hand, doesn't have the excuse of being irrational. So he must have other reasons for being, to my eye, resolvedly against Trump. He does not couch his criticism in emotional terms. From what I've read and seen, he objects to Trump's character. Well, so do I. Trump's character is a caricature -- equivalent to a stump-fingered cigar-chomping plutocrat in a top hat. Not that, but equivalent. He's a vulgarian who actually paid his own money for a gold-plated toilet seat in his jet. To which I reply, so what. Not my concern. I can see better uses for the money, but he earned it. Is he an adulterer? I don't know. The question is moot, thanks to bill clinton. Does he lie, or hyperbolize, or whatever the word may be? That's how he is, and it will not change. The response to that objection is well-known by now: Trump-deniers take him literally but not seriously, realists take him seriously but not literally.
Where is Krauthammer, here? He makes a point of objecting to Trump's 'America First' trope -- the objection being, primarily I suppose, the historical implications of that term. Lindbergh and the American isolationists of the Hitler era. What is that, nearly 80 years ago? Too soon? Someone pointed out that a Hillary slogan was 'Stronger Together' -- which was Mussolini's fascist motto. (Literally: the bundled sticks of the fasces gave fascism its very name -- they are, you see, forti insieme.) The rePress didn't condescend to endlessly echo that coincidence -- too diligently emphasizing how deplorable were and remain a largest minority of the American voting population.
What ever shall the World think of us, with our yellow-comb-overed commantweeter-in-chief, with his long red ties and his flapping lapels? I imagine, Dr. Krauthammer, that they will think what they always have: America is gauche and callow and careless and wasteful, and to be resented for our history and our wealth and our arrogance -- and to be relied on when there is need. Trump is implying, sometimes, that such a need may not be answered, next time. Gratitude and actual tokens of friendship may be required, first or concomitantly. You know, as if there were negotiations and treaties and mechanisms of enforcement and accountability for deceit.
I don't have a problem with this. I don't care if Trump brags about the size of his hands (and by implication of his penis). I don't care if it is a comb-over or just an incredible simulation. I don't care if Mexico pays for a wall or not. I do care that just laws be enforced, and that the Constitution be the supreme law of the land, and that those whom we have privileged with elective office jealously guard the letter and meaning of that document.
It is my belief, based not on campaign hyperbole -- best understood as opening negotiation bids -- but upon the spate of lawful exercises of power via executive order, undoing the extremities of the preceding antinomian regime, that Trump has the makings of a truly great president.
Odd. Odd. I never would have thought so. We are only a week in. Far too soon for anything but careful observation and assessment. Not trust, yet. Not hope. But, yes, most definitely, change.
I've already thanked God for not-Hillary. Now, tentatively, thank God for change.