Disaster

Some nations celebrate adversity. The English are particularly fond of this, perhaps as a way to exalt fortitude. One example is the charge of the light brigade. Another is Dunkirk. On a personal level, Scott of the Antarctic. In sports, pretty much every England football team.

Other countries don’t have these foibles, at least not in the same way, but all have their failures. It’s important to learn from failure, which is why the millennial notion of trial and improvement is weaker than the traditional trial and error. The emphasis on error promotes error correction, whereas improvement rewards you by stating it was already pretty good—and now you’re making it better.

The same applies to KISS. It changed from ‘keep it simple, stupid!’ to the politically correct blandness of ‘keep it strictly simple.’

Yet failures are mostly binary. The Alamo certainly was, and the same will be found true for Brexit. Or Trump.

Should he get elected. From my little window, I think he might, and it scares the shit out of me.

In the days after Cleveland, polls place the two candidates neck and neck. I watched as much of the Republican Reality Show as my stomach could bear, and if that’s the national outcome of a dog and pony show of that ilk, you should worry too.

Next week, the Clinton show does its thing. Hillary is really difficult to like, and for the undecided the choice is between someone you dislike and someone you despise. For a country like America, which generously bestows adjectives like awesome on what other nations barely consider good, this is a painful pill.

We’ll see if post-convention the democrats once again tip the polls—before Cleveland, Hillary led by ten percent.

One of the reasons many status quo Republicans who find Trump as indigestible as week-old sauerkraut will fight for his election is because November is not just about the next president of the most powerful (but broken, ungreat, zzz) country on earth.

November is in many ways about their jobs—concerns for House and Senate, state governorships, and the supreme court.

It’s impossible to use rational argument with the “America’s broken” crowd, to point out that tax returns of would-be politicians must be public, or that a US president needs a working knowledge of world affairs, just so he can grasp what he’s being told.

Like Columbus in Clear Eyes, and like Trump himself, the typical Trump supporter holds a set of opinions uncontaminated by facts.

If logic won’t work, what will? Bill Maher suggested recently that the solution lay in the way cops catch serial killers—since they can’t understand the mindset, they use another serial killer to help interpret.

Nothing except Trump himself can harm Trump in the eyes of his supporters. Like the Brexit voters, their minds were always made up—don’t confuse me with the facts. There’s no concept of discussing ideas, only attacking people. Crooked Hillary and Corrupt Kaine, fighting Porky Pig and Daffy Duck.

Or Porky Pence and Turkey Trump, named after Chicken Little’s Turkey Lurkey.

So the whole idea of political debate, the bizarre notion that candidates confront what they plan to do, why, and above all how, vanishes.

Since Twitter (used ad nauseam by Tweety Trump) became a weapon of choice, the ultimate sound bite has finally come of age. And that’s all you need. Any more info is just TMI—the byte-sized IV drip of social media is a lethal drug for democracy.

Ol’ Turkey knows that folks are much more interested in Jerry Springer than Meet the Press. Give it to them. Don’t worry about world issues (they don’t), details (they don’t), or depth (they don’t). Who cares about plagiarism? (they can’t even spell it). Focus on the opponents and the apocalypse. Huckleberry Hillary and  Cadpig Kaine, hounds and cads the lot of ’em. End crime. Kill Isis. Choke China. Own Mars.

A small minority understands democracy is a fragile and beautiful flower, the envy of peoples who do not possess it.

The vast majority understands Pokémon Go.

The India Road, Atmos Fear, and Clear Eyes. QR links for smartphones and tablets.

The India Road, Atmos Fear, and Clear Eyes. QR links for smartphones and tablets.

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