a reply to: Ksihkehe
What about Trump, aside from nebulous rumors, is really that bad
Only by telling you about myself can I even hope to explain my rejection of Trump.
Early on I found the inconsistencies and institutional fabrications of western thought unproductive in establishing for myself an understanding of the
reality in which I found my own existence. If that last sentence sounds to existential or itself fabricated then you may not want to bother with the
rest of this.
By the time I was 21 I had set aside a promising musical career for a career of working with children. I was a strong Christian lad with hopes of
being a stronger Christian man. I set aside my music and entered a Christian college with a collegiate goal of study to be a YMCA director of youth.
This college was half way across the country from my home.
Making a long story short, my interpretation of my Christian faith lead me to be opposed to the Vietnam Conflict. I protested. A friend, unknown to me
at the time, received tuition from the CIA for nothing more than providing names to put on a watch list. He submitted mine. He later told me he had.
He told me that is, after I had been expelled. I later found that there was a CIA program at that time called Operation Chaos that did just that, a
watch list. I returned home and found myself blackballed from working in any of the Y's in my area.
Meanwhile LBJ and Nixon lied and cheated and proved to me that our nation was in the hands of some bad people.
So then seeing the nation I believe so firmly in to be governed by people not worth of support, my existential side took over more strongly, finding
myself detached from my personal goals and hoped for life courses.
Meanwhile I had had several dramatic UFO sightings as well as some very profound psychic experiences, all leading me to an understanding that this
reality was not how it generally presented itself. As Heinlein once said, I , was a stranger in a strange land.
Then I met Leslie. Leslie and Dan. I was sitting on a curb and contemplating heading out to the forest and not coming back until I had had direction
given to me by God. Yep, I was that disenchanted with this world.
Leslie and Dan invited me to dinner and a lecture with a group of friends that were studying a philosophy that blended Eastern religion and Western
religions for a new hope for humanity.
Now at this time, now that is, we know enough about cults to see that one coming. But back then, in 1969, cults were not so well understood. So off I
went with them.
Yep. The Moonies. And what did I have to lose? Four more yeas of my life.
Are you still with me?
Unlike so many others, I managed to hold onto a small core of myself and finally pealed myself away from that cult. I was ashamed that I had been
suckered so. I began to study up on cults and cult leaders. How was it that my innocence and honesty had been so abused. How had I been so
And the more I studied psychology and other studies on this and other topics, the more I came to realize that the Moonies and other cults were not so
easily understood without also understanding that the tactics they employed were also in many cases the same tactics that were used in advertising.
More than that, those tactics were basically the tactics that held together the very framework of corporations and politics. Those tactics being
simply, find a product, dress it up with a ribbon and sell the crap out of it to any market you can find.
Over time I realized that the tactics of the Republicans was oh so similar to the tactics of the Democrats. That the tactics of victory for
conservatives was like the tactics of liberals.
And I watched those tactics secure a presidential win for a an actor schmo whose career had ended up with him being a soap salesman on TV by hosting a
cowboy show. That really woke me up. Reagan was not presidential fiber, he was not a leader. All he was was a mediocre actor who had been picked up
because he had the ''face'' that could be used to promote an agenda, the agenda of corporate America. He sold America on ''trickle down'' and put that
friendly face on the corporate takeover of our country. And whole swaths of the American public fell for it, even as he was into his second term with
obvious signs of alzheimers. I was coming to understand what fools the American public could be.
There was this old hack that went, You can fool some of the people all of the time, and all of the people some of the time, but you can not fool all
of the people all of the time.”
I found that Reagan had proved a similar proverb.
In a democracy you can fool enough of the people enough of the time.
I really am trying to make this as short as possible.
Then there was Slick Willy. What a pretty face. Played his sax on which ever show it was and zoomed from last place in the Democrat Primaries into
first and then on into the White House. A lying sack of sexaholic $hit, And oh, the missus.
Then, Bush. Baby Bush. Scooting by on his daddies name, buying into franchises that gained him some fame and finally into the governorship of Texas.
Then again into the White House. A family name, a family we could trust. (have you ever noticed how the word family is used to promote everything)?
And what a dimwit he was. He had no clue what was going on around him with the Cheney's and the rest of the neo-cons that were pushing their agenda
around the world. Hoo boy, what a schmo.
And of course Obama. We both can see clearly the advertising that made him potus with very little effort.
And then in 16. I had been watching for over forty five years for a true salesman, a successful charlatan huckster to show up on the stage. And she
She nearly won because she was out huckstered. Out huckstered by a TV personality who had passed himself off as a successful business man and loved
the glory of being ''the boss''. Loved the adulation that came with adoration.
He had failed at airlines. He had failed at casinos. He had failed at mail order steak sales. He had failed at online Universtity. Well, not failed so
much in that last effort. He had succeeded in enriching himself at the expense of the suckers he had taken in on his scheme.
So maybe from this you can understand that it's not because of CNN or because of what Biden says or anyone else, but rather from my own battle with
finding my way in this existence that I recognize Trump for what he is. A con man, a grifter. A self centered narcissist with only enough brains to
secure for himself that con of cons where you can fool enough of the people enough of the time.
Prior to 16 I had been a Republican for 40 years but changed my registration to D so that I could vote against the ''missus''. Little did I realize
just how gullible other conservatives could be.
For a moment after Reagan and Papa Bush I had had hope for Clinton. For a moment. For a moment , after Baby Bush and the neo-consI I had hope for
Obama. For a moment. And for a brief and short moment I had hope for Trump, short lived as that hope was.
And where does that leave me? It leaves me with Biden. OMG. Biden. Do I have hope in him and the Democrats? Well, what else is there to hope for any
more, brief though is surely might be.