Sunday 26 March 2023

The Fascinating Case of Donald's Little Menagerie.

I’m about to run the risk of offending those Americans for whom I have enormous respect, but a blogger has to do what a blogger has to do so here goes.

I was just reading about Trump’s little hooley in Wako, and becoming swamped with such a combination of disbelief and amusement as the day would quake to look on. His theatrical entry to the strains of Top Gun music was risible enough, but then there was the image of countless mentally challenged baboons running around shrieking ‘God! Guns! Trump!’ (and wearing T shirts and waving banners carrying the same mantra of simian aspiration.)

I have to admit here that the number of baboons present was minuscule compared with the population of the US as a whole, but they are the image of America the world sees, and so they are the image – unfairly or not – that Trump presents to the world. What sort of impression do Americans think it makes? Then again, I don’t suppose baboons care much about reputation so let’s broaden it out a little.

If the best the Republican Party can offer as a candidate in the next presidential election is a choice between Dunderhead Donald and nasty Mr DeSantis, doesn’t that rather compound the issue? And if DeSantis gets the nomination I expect the baboons will go on the rampage and a measure of carnage will ensue. And if Trump wins the nomination but loses the election to a Democrat, I expect the baboons will still go on the rampage. And if Trump wins the election the baboons will triumph and America will go even further down the hole of resembling a troubled, third world backwater. What price leadership, power, and influence then?

November 2024 is going to be interesting, isn’t it? I wonder whether I’ll be around to see it.

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