Smirking Chimp - October 25, 2019
"I am not what I am."
— Iago, Othello
Even before the beginning, he told us what he is — and who he never intended to be: a lawful, reputable POTUS. He was true to his word, the only known instance.
Troubled by a multitude of manifest personality disorders, Trump is a man of violence — as long as he's not physically part of it. He seems to enjoy watching others be hurt, and when hurting others can help him — or so his sociopathic brain may believe — he positively revels in violent prospects.
From his campaign instigations to his unsubtle encouragement of House Republicans' feckless rebellion yesterday — Politico: "Trump has demanded that Republicans 'get tough and fight' for him in the impeachment probe" — the cautious, reflective mind envisions a Trump gone psychotically wild, inciting something of a top-down, Peasants' Revolt redux.
Filling the gap betwixt 2016 and yesterday are his other, self-interested suggestions of violence: "The people would revolt if [impeachment] happened"; "I can tell you I have the support of the police, the support of the military, the support of the Bikers for Trump — I have the tough people, but they don’t play it tough — until they go to a certain point, and then it would be very bad, very bad"; "If the Democrats are successful in removing the President from office … it will cause a Civil War like fracture in this Nation from which our Country will never heal."
The president is a prattling time bomb, and by now it seems almost inconceivable that he'll ever vanish in peace. He does not, of course, have the en-masse support of the police, the military, the genuinely "tough people." He does, however, possess a seriously troublesome pack of bullies, wankers, tossers, morons, crackpots and knuckleheads.
Such are the ochlocratic cretinoids of imagined victimization who await The Presidential Word of violent discontent. And Trump is Shakespeare's philistine agitator Jack Cade to this anti-elitist mob.
Of yesterday's elected, Trump-allied cretinoids, Rep. Tom Malinowski (D-NJ) said it best: "It’s a bunch of Freedom Caucus members having pizza around a conference table pretending to be brave. All they basically did here was to storm a castle that they already occupied."
True enough. But in larger numbers — say, of Charlottesville's Unite the Right size — the pretense of bravery can erupt, like the unthinking beast it is, into a ghastly show of real violence. Any such eruption need not be singular. We could see pockets of rampaging irrationality scattered throughout the country. We could see blood. We could see deaths.
The madness of Donald Trump has yet to crest.