One of the immutable characteristics of Progs is their sneering contempt for their (perceived) inferiors.
Maybe it was the photo of the guy—attending a Trump rally with his wife and small children—who opted to wear a “She’s a Cunt. Vote Trump” T-shirt. Or the Donald’s empty debate promise to bring back energy industry jobs and pay off the national debt with their profits. Or his urging Pennsylvania supporters to keep an eye on “other communities” (barely code for “all those black folks in Philly”) “to make sure this election is not stolen from us.”
It’s hard to say when exactly, but at some point I began to wonder: What is going to happen to Trump die-hards after November 8?
Short answer: nothing good.
This is what Trump has done over the last year: He’s whipped up the darkest, angriest demons in the electorate. He has not simply given people permission to indulge any racist, sexist, xenophobic, or religiously intolerant tendencies they may harbor. He has insisted—loudly—that such bigotry is only common sense and mocked anyone who refuses to see the danger presented by “the other” as a blind idiot. Those not sharing Trump’s grim vision are, by definition, suckers being taken for a ride.
Now, some might argue that Trump supporters could not be led in this direction if they weren’t already closet bigots. Maybe. Some of them. To some degree. Then again, it is human nature to want to blame someone else for what is going wrong in one’s life. Trump is, not coincidentally, the master of this.
And so the United States has reached the point where a chunk of Trump voters feel moved to let their freshly stoked inner bigot off the leash, be it on social media or at public events. This summer, The New York Times compiled a video montage titled, “Unfiltered Voices From Donald Trump’s Crowds,” which spotlighted the vulgar language used among Trump supporters at rallies. Then, toward the end of the clip, Trump fan Mike Wallace, a pale, skinny older guy who looked more worn-down than mad as he explained his voting choice, lamented: “I feel he’s the last chance we have to establish law and order and preserve the culture I grew up in.” Such is the core anxiety Trump has exploited in his followers.
If anything, Trumpism has, in part, made the rest of the nation all the more eager to ignore the millions of white voters living on the edges of the economy. Many may now be written off without guilt, because they have shown themselves to be not just unfortunates but undesirables—irredeemable hate-mongers itching to reassert their cultural dominance. Of course, the political establishment will first need to spend a couple of months piously lecturing Trump fans. But once the finger wagging is done, non-Trump America will return to their regular lives, leaving disappointed Trump devotees to stew in the resentments and anxieties he, among others, has nurtured.
Gee, we might as well quit now and save ourselves a lot of heartbreak.
That piece was posted in The Atlantic, but it could have just as easily been published in the National Review. Haters gotta hate, hate, hate, hate hate. And then they call us deplorable.
The Cubbies won last night. This morning it is raining outside my window for the first time since Spring. I’m sure there is a connection.