No Expectations

I spent all yesterday in darkness. First thing in the morning, I briefly skimmed the business channels on TV, but I couldn’t bear to look at any mainstream Anglo-Saxon news.

I found myself tuned to Euronews, about as exciting as watching paint dry—the piece described how an avalanche buried a hotel in the Italian mountains, killing thirty people. It resonated, because Wednesday I was on the phone with a guy in Rome, and twice during the conversation his whole office started shaking as the earthquakes hit.

I know his building looks out onto the coliseum and I suggested if bits started falling off he might want to head outside.

But no matter how much I practiced my ostrich imitation, my head wouldn’t give me any peace—the ‘i’ word was always there yesterday, and although I resolutely tuned out all things Trump, I kept thinking this must be how people felt when Hitler took power.

In February 1933, Hitler’s inauguration speech (I have abridged, but without changing meaning) informed the world of a new beginning.

In the profoundest distress, millions of the best German men and women from all walks of life watch, as the unity of the nation vanishes and dissolves in a muddle of political and egotistical opinions, economic interests and differences…

The misery of our volk is appalling! The starving millions of unemployed proletarians in industry are being followed by the impoverishment of the entire Mittelstand [middle-class] and artisan professions. When this disintegration ultimately reaches the German peasants, we will be confronted by a catastrophe of unfathomable dimensions. For not only will the Reich disintegrate, but with it a 2000-year-old inheritance, the most valuable assets of human culture and civilization.

The National Government will therefore regard it as its first and foremost duty to re-establish Volksgemeinschaft – the unity of spirit and will of our volk. It will preserve and defend the foundations upon which the power of our nation rests. It will extend its strong, protecting hand over Christianity as the basis of our entire morality, and the family as the germ cell of the body of our volk and State. It will reawaken in our volk, beyond the borders of rank and class, its sense of national and political unity and its resultant duties. It will establish reverence for our great past and pride in our old traditions as the basis for the education of our German youth.

Resolved and true to our oath, we will thus—in view of the present Reichstag’s inability to support this work—ask the German volk itself to take on this task we call our own. Reich President von Hindenburg has called upon us and given us the order to use our own unity to restore to the nation the chance for recovery. Thus we now appeal to the German volk to take part in signing this deed of reconciliation.

The government wants to work, and it will work. It was not this government which led the German nation into ruin for fourteen years; this government wants to lead the nation to the top once more. It is determined to pay the debt of fourteen years in four years. But it cannot make the work of reconstruction dependent upon the approval of those who are to blame for the collapse.

Now, German volk, give us four years, and then pass judgment upon us!

This morning, I see a number of articles highlighting the common ground between the words above and yesterday’s inauguration speech. I invite you to compare.

The last sentence of Hitler’s speech is the most chilling of all. And while I don’t think the comparison extends to the same degree with respect to the facts that triggered the second world war, I believe we are well on our way to the third.

I’m not suggesting the USA will initiate it, but I do think it will now help create the conditions for it to happen. And I am sure that if it does, it will have a Eurasian theater, with a significant European component.

The stimulus of Brexit, and the danger posed by the upcoming elections in Holland (March) France (April/May), and (why not) Germany (September), make 2017 the year of living dangerously.

A potential collapse of the EU, touted in cheerful terms by dangerous idiots such as Farage and Trump, indicates a complete misunderstanding of both European and American history.

Actually, take that back—misunderstanding requires study, and neither of these morons has ever studied anything in his life.

To say I am concerned is putting it mildly. And the reason is very simple. During the campaign, there was the famous quip about taking the candidate seriously but not literally, or vice-versa.

To be honest, I couldn’t give a shit about what Trump says, he’s a buffoon. An article in El Pais summed it up perfectly.

Es un llorón con un ego gigante y frágil a la vez, como un enorme huevo de porcelana.

You can read the full article here, if you do Spanish (build that wall), or you could always phone a friend (Google Translate).

Or you could ask one of those guys from Guatemala or Honduras who hangs around outside Home Depot hoping for a day’s work. Kind of changing DIY to DIU—Do It Usted.

I’m sure in the new MAGA all that will disappear, and all Americans will become empowered to do their own DIY.

If you’re not up for any of these solutions, the gist is that Trump is ‘a seventy-year-old crybaby, as fragile as a giant porcelain egg.’

I’m amazed at his claim that politicians have been the ones getting rich at the expense of the American people. While DC pols have no doubt benefited, the huge benefit has gone to big business, including investment banks.

In the first one hundred fortunes in America, not a single politician is listed—all of them are businessmen, the very same ilk that now populate the new cabinet—MAGA my ass.

But as I mentioned, I don’t give a fuck what he says. Just twitterrhea, which could be defined as talking out of your arse on twitter, with unsettling and pungent fluidity.

So why is yesterday so upsetting? Because it marks a paradigm shift.

Before this Friday, Trump could only say things.

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