Wednesday, July 22, 2015

it's going to be hard to keep my mouth shut

It's hard to not be a cynic and, as the US is bombarded with overload over next year's Presidential election, embarrassed to be on the world stage.

Full disclosure:  I'm ready to vote for Hillary Clinton for President.  I love Bernie Sanders, of course, but I'm a pragmatist of sorts, so Hillary is the best we can do.

But it's those 16 clowns chasing the Republican nomination that are capturing the headlines because they only make news when they say something stupid, which is always, and meanwhile who knows what the real stories and worldwide issues are?

The past couple weeks, it's about Donald Trump, a joke candidate who craves any kinds of attention and whose hairdresser I envy.  I mean, what do they talk about during the haircuts?  Alternate styles?  Alternate hair colors?  Or is Trump insisting that nothing change because it's so perfect as it is?  Does the hair stylist have other customers that maybe are impressed that he or she does Trump's hair?

Meanwhile, Trump the bigmouth attention-grabber is leading the other 15 Republican candidates in the polls.

The American nightmare.

As a realist (some of the time), I also recognize that whomever the Republicans nominate could actually win, and it scares me to realize that if I had to pick one of the 16 to be President, it would probably be Trump -- primarily because the others are so horrible (Ted Cruz as President??) but also because I have a couple of good nostalgic Trump memories that are distorting my reasoning.

For instance, back in the '80s, I enjoyed his 1987 book, The Art of the Deal.  The man at least used to be brilliant, and his whack-job status hadn't quite wiped out his accomplishments in real estate and business in general.

And then there were his three Atlantic City casinos, which I guiltily loved way more than I should have and which all went downhill and closed or are almost closed after he exited.  I make no excuses for having good memories of fun there with my mom and my sister Joan and my son Tom in places that had the gold-lettered TRUMP name everywhere.  How did I know that the dude would become so attention-consumed -- dangerously so -- that he would say anything just to be outrageous?

Owning casinos vs. running the U.S.?  Both are crapshoots, for sure, but we can do better than this.  I hope.
Trump Plaza, only a memory now.
As far as the really crazy stuff he says (immigrants, Mexico, birther nonsense, maybe even John McCain), I'd bet that most of his rivals at least partly agree with him, they just don't have that who-cares-what-you-think Trump mouth.  The next few months will be trying.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I have never left the US except for the family reunion trip in Canada at Niagara Falls. But, if Trump wins the election, I may move out of the country!