It was unbelievable that any sentient voter could or would take such a candidate seriously, which made it totally impossible to think anyone with the right to vote might support him. Even in comic-book land, right?
Well, WRONG. Apparently there are people in the USA, a country founded on an idea of "liberty and justice for all" (which nevertheless has made war somewhere in the world every year since 1776 while believing it matters not at all that more people die on its highways than have died in all those wars) who have been slavishly entertaining an unquiet and ongoing fantasy that history is irrelevant. Doesn't matter.
OK, so thank you, cuckoo. Now could someone please tell me what planet are we living on?
Anyone who can brazenly champion misogyny, who preaches imperialist views on immigration, spouts vitriolic racism and fanatic aggressiveness is espousing brutality in the form of ethically unacceptable, morally offensive attitudes. No matter who that person is. No matter how much money he flaunts.
I was especially distressed to see such despicable views aired in a ghost-written diatribe that vaingloriously boasts about ugly, unconscionable business behaviors. Art of the Deal is not about fine art, nor is it about good deals. Clearing a residential neighborhood of its people so as to opportunistically take over their territory, turn their modestly appointed apartments into grand palaces for people who have more money than common sense, is at best disgusting. Ditto the idea, never mind the actualization, of palsy-walsy feelings for one of the sleaziest, most villainous lawyers on the planet. Retaining that sleaze to help pull off such 'business' stunts doesn't make the sleaze less sleazy. I must have missed something in the telling or the text since I thought modesty is supposed to be a virtue and there was not a shred of it in the events reported. Which is likely why illegal business dealings in Cuba and avoiding paying income tax are not mentioned. Ditto paternal grandfather's cozy relationship with the KKK.
To further complicate the experience of social life in a small village, insult was added to injury when the person who insisted I must read that ghost-written diatribe took aggrieved offense at my under-enthusiast reaction. I was turned immediately into persona non grataâ, although punishment for my skepticism was limited to my being thereafter ignored; as in, cut dead in the street if/when our paths happened to cross. That, fortunately, made my responsibility modest: Pariah or not, carry on with life's daily business sans the pleasure of that friend's neighborly company.
Bitter enough since I don't like losing friends for any reason, and that friend in particular was precious, held in high esteem: talented, clever, inspiring. âTant pis, que sera, sera and anyway, "the fat lady ain't sung yet" especially since I'm not the only person who believes Howdy Doody should not be supported, that he certainly can't think far enough ahead to have a viable presidential agenda in mind (what "mind"?), that his campaign demonstrates nothing other than scorn for the American dream of social equality for all people. (See links below for some scathing commentaries on his incompetence.)
In any case, if ever voting were imperative, it is this year. Anyone and everyone eligible to cast a ballot ought to be making sure to cast one this November. Even with the defection of many prominent Republican leaders, every vote counts. In a democratic republic - which the US of A claims to embody - each and every vote, each and every voter, is important.
But here's an idea from a green energy advocate to present to the unreal candidate, as well as the one called Mrs. Clinton (a white woman running for President of the USA? What won't they think of next?!):
What if the federal government phases in a high tax on greenhouse gas emissions, uses that tax revenue to hire our ten "too big to fail" oil/gas firms to drill all the wells for ten enhanced geothermal systems, one for each "too big to fail" oil/gas firm?
Those firms capture carbon dioxide from smoke stacks and ambient air; they hire subcontractors as needed so that the carbon dioxide can be used to frack a "hot rock" reservoir at the bottom of each injection well in the enhanced geothermal system. With luck, such an attempt at "capture and store" will work well enough to avoid the extreme over-heating of the planet we are seeing, well enough to avert ruining agriculture and all humanity starving to death.