Does Character Matter?

Does Character Matter?

Big Picture / History / World Since 1920 / United States Since 1920 / Dystrumpia / Character

I knew Trump was corrupt the moment he stood on the stairway of Trump Tower and announced his first BIG LIE that “Mexico will pay for the wall!” I knew right then and there that I would never vote for him.

What I didn’t realize and still don’t fully understand to this day, is that half the country either believed him, or thought he was an outrageously amusing one-man reality show, like a masked main event professional wrestler. They were instantly intrigued by the guy and would eventually vote for him and so began the Dystrumpian one-term el-presidency.

In the beginning, I saw Trump as a pariah on the Republican Party, but Trump’s emerging base saw him as an underdog scoundrel.

I already knew Trump was a buffoonish braggadocio, but his base saw him as a born entertainer.

Where I saw uninformed incompetence, they saw a “stable genius”.

Where I saw needless destructiveness, they saw the dismantling of the so-called “Deep State”.

Where I saw the refilling of a swamp of with amoral grifter opportunists, they saw the draining of a swamp stocked with lefty commie snowflakes.

Where I saw a man who didn’t care a whit about planet Earth, they saw a capitalist who would “drill, baby, drill” for maximum profit.

Where I saw a white-privileged racist, they saw a patriot.

Where I saw a quid-pro-quo-in-chief, they saw a master of “the art of the deal”.

Where I saw the abandonment of longtime loyal sovereign alliances, they saw Make America Great Again — viva unilateralism!

Where I saw shameless nepotism, they saw Dynasty 2.0 on the TV, sitting on the couch with popcorn.

Where I saw an unethical abuser of the Constitution’s emoluments clause, they saw a crafty businessman.

Where I saw breaking the rule of law and norms with impunity, they saw chutzpah — catch me if you can!

Where I heard a lude, rude and crude ungentlemanly silver-spoon brat groping anything that moved, they heard “locker room talk”.

Where I saw a sleezy misogynist, they saw a ladies man.

Where I saw a narrow-minded homophobe, they saw a god-fearing, bible-thumping (upside down) white privileged Christian.

Where I saw a bully with the empathy of a rock, they saw a tough guy.

Where I heard a pathological liar, they heard “alternative facts”.

Where I saw a cheater, they saw an anything-goes competitor.

Where I saw cowardice, they saw cleverness.

Where I saw an unprepared, non-reading TV-phile, they saw a gunslinger shooting from the hip (with the nuclear codes).

Where I saw a wannabe strongman looking weak-kneed standing next to Putin, they saw a master negotiator playing it cool with our most dangerous adversary.

Where I saw no-mask, anti-science ignorance, stubbornness and selfishness, they saw defiance at the alter of hoaxology — brothers and sisters, let us now pray!

Where I saw a flaming, self-promoting narcissist, they saw a leader.

Where I saw a secular opportunist who didn’t know or give a damn about the Bible, they saw The Chosen One, and

Where I saw the incitement of insurrection, they saw the beginning of a movement — everyone to get from street!

We’ll be sweeping up the broken glass from January 6, 2021, for a long time.

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Where I saw Trump leave Pence for dead, they saw The Chosen One just messing with his #2.

Ah well, it just goes to show that,

we hear what we want to hear, and

we see what we want to see.

But apparently, a solid majority of Americans saw what I saw, and heard what I heard.

America has spoken.

Character does matter!!

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