Election Day

Somewhere in FIRE AND FURY, Michael Wolff described the 2016 election as a “rent in the space-time continuum.” For left-leaning political obsessives, that’s precisely what the last two years have felt like–a ghastly singularity in which the rules of physics are suspended, up is down, time runs backwards, etc. For millenialist evangelical types, I imagine it’s felt much the same, only in a good way–a foretaste of Jesus coming to restore the rightful rule of white men over women and the lesser races, and to punish the Jews and heretics.

And so I’m off to vote. Tonight, we’ll find out if Trump was a fluke or a harbinger.

It’s a big moment–like sitting outside the doctor’s office, waiting to hear the results of the biopsy.

Hoofbeats

I was listening to the BBC in the car yesterday. One of their reporters had penetrated the depths of Yahoo land to talk to American citizens about the election. “Of course I’m voting,” one said. “I’m terrified of the violence.” I was so relieved. “The Democrats are just out of control,” he continued. “Yelling at politicians in restaurants.” The BBC guy was as taken aback as I was. “But what about the pipe bombs sent to Democrats, the shootings in Kentucky and Pittsburgh?” “Oh, Trump has nothing to do with any of that. How could he? But I am terrified of this caravan. They’re breaking our laws. It’s an invasion, and Trump is calling out the military to stop it.”

I keep thinking that we’re all being gas lighted–that the news media is so afraid of being caught flatfooted like they were two years ago that they’re leaning all the way in the opposite direction. Trump isn’t the moronic would-be fascist racist that he seems; Tuesday will erase the worst of the last two years. But of course we’re not and he is and it won’t, no matter how well it goes.

When I was little, my mother used to tell me how her mother listened in terror for the hoof beats of the Cossacks’ horses at night. It sounded like a fairy tale to me.

Race killings, would-be assassins, and the largest anti-Semitic massacre in US history

Hate murders in Kentucky and Pittsburgh, and mail bombs to Trump’s adversaries. Ten days till the mid-terms and Trump is determined to make the election about foreign vermin and rootless cosmopolitans. It can happen here. It is happening here. No, Trump isn’t Hitler–he’s a two-bit hustler with a rotting brain. But he is taking us down a path that we would recognize immediately if it was happening somewhere else.

Ridiculously, I have been taking some of this week’s events personally, as in, why did I bother to write all those words about right wing populism for all of the difference they made? And was I too easy on America’s right wing political class? I argued that while they were cynically using age-old hate tropes to energize voters, what they really cared about was keeping the rich rich. Now I’m not so sure. I really do think the Trump core is white supremacist–and by “core” I don’t mean those blue collar guys in diners (though lots of them are too), but Federalist Society-approved judges, Congress-people, TV propagandists, think-tank presidents, political consultants, and an embarrassing number of professional writers.

While Bowers brought home how virulent anti-Semitism still is in some of the cesspits of the US–and how commonplace its vilest tropes are on Fox News and in Trump’s twitterstream–I don’t think it’s healthy or reasonable to make this weekend’s events about “the Jews.” They’re about hate and xenophobia writ large, and they have less-than-nothing to do with Israel’s ghastly politics. Jews should be championing the rights of refugees everywhere, whether they are Central Americans or Palestinians.

At the same time, I’m pretty sure that if Trump switched out his economic policies for Bernie’s tomorrow, most of his followers wouldn’t notice the difference, as long as he kept that same note of contempt in his voice and continued to ridicule and deride the elites, “foreigners,” and people of color. What matters to them is his us-against-them mentality.

I don’t see anyone restoring a sense of comity to this broken country. Countries do heal from civil wars, but one side has to lose first.

Deja Vu All Over Again

I’m so afraid we’re living through October, 2016 again: the favorable but wavering Democratic polls, the hope that our national nightmare will soon be over, the fear that it will never end.

It’s amazing how quickly the Saudis have eclipsed the Kavanaugh hearings in the headlines–and how absolutely catastrophic both stories would have been to a less catastrophic administration. It beggars the mind that the Trump and Kushner tax evasion revelations and the terrifying global warming report barely stayed in the news for more than a day. By election eve, who knows what we’ll be talking about? If Trump and company have their way, the Democrat penchant for lawlessness and violence and the white male apocalypse.

The big lesson that I take from the last two years is that we were never as united or forward-looking a country as forward-looking people liked to think. White high school graduates were united, no doubt, but mostly in their disdain for non-white men and women and progressives of all colors. Victories were won, of course. But Trump has exposed a racist/obscurantist/authoritarian bedrock to the American polity that me and most others of my ilk had convinced ourselves was much more crumbly than it is–and that is certain to outlast Trump and Trumpism.

That whole “we” thing has turned out to be a hallucination.

Bart O’Kavanaugh

Dahlia Lithwick offers a typically incisive take on Brett Kavanaugh’s “championship” of women: “The women who matter to Kavanaugh and Senate Republicans in this process are the high-status women—the lawyers and the girls’ basketball team and Amy Chua’s daughter. Their experience of Kavanaugh is all that should be credited. Other stories about Kavanaugh can be ignored.”

Of course, it’s not just women that Republicans erase–it’s the whole non-white, non-Christian, non-suburban, un-moneyed demographic that exists outside their bubble.

I think there’s a specifically Catholic aspect of the Bart O’Kavanaugh/Mike Judge world view too–the virgin/Madonna thing. And though it’s presumptuous, I really wonder if the real Kavanaugh doesn’t have a massively addictive personality, though I suspect his weakness is gambling now rather than black-out drinking. My interest in this isn’t just partisan–until Trump gets to replace someone else on the court in the next few months or years, Kavanaugh will be the linchpin of the unraveling of what’s left of the New Deal and the Great Society. Unless his liver fails or a loan shark murders him, he’s going to be on the court for a couple of decades at least.

John McCain, 1936-2018

Washington (CNN)White House aides drafted a fulsome statement for President Donald Trump on the death of Sen. John McCain, but it was never sent out, a person familiar with the matter confirmed to CNN.

Several staff members believed the official White House statement, which went through an internal approval process, would be released at the time of the Arizona Republican’s death, which occurred on Saturday. But as the President spent Sunday at his Virginia golf course, the statement never went out, the source said.

White House aides did not make plans for a televised statement on McCain’s passing, which would have been routine under similar circumstances in other recent presidencies.

The Washington Post reported Sunday that Trump went against the advice of senior aides to issue an official White House statement praising McCain for his heroism and decades of service, telling aides he instead wanted to post a brief tweet.

Trump’s tweet Saturday night did not mention his military or Senate service or include any praise for the late Arizona Republican.

It’s actually possible to not like McCain in a principled way. As a staunch Reagan Republican he was an ardent hawk and a good friend of pro-US authoritarians abroad; he elevated Sarah Palin to a risible height (arguably paving the way for Trump); and in general, was much less of a maverick than the media that he flattered so assiduously gave him credit for. But Trump isn’t principled. He’s as petty as a 15-year-old mean girl. If McCain had just said “nice” things about him once in a while (instead of just voting for all of his policies but healthcare that one very dramatic and memorable time), Trump would be happy to jump on the grief bandwagon too.

I still believe that this is a terrible world, but that it is filled with decent people. Am I wrong? Do enough Americans resonate with Trump’s shallowness, stupidity, mean-spiritedness, ignorance, and racism to keep him in power? Can the Democrats, as divided and wishy-washy and compromised as they are, turn out enough voters to overcome the Republican firewall of gerrymandering and voter suppression this fall?

Trump is so vindictive and so impulsive that he can’t even put on a sad face for McCain’s death for 24 hours. Can he possibly get through the next two months without firing Mueller, pardoning Manafort, and perpetrating some new horror on the world? And will those things hurt him or help him? I honestly don’t know. Trumpism has made me rethink just about everything I thought I knew about politics.

Womp Womp

Funny thing, I was just looking at collections of Ronald Reagan quotes. They’re banal as hell, and you can tell which were written by speech-writers and which were said off the cuff. For example, “If we love our country, we should also love our countrymen” was definitely a speechwriter. And then there’s “unemployment insurance is a prepaid vacation for freeloaders.” That one came from his heart. But most of Reagan’s quotable quotes, authentic or concocted, pay lip service to freedom, self-determination, independence, dignity and patriotism. “Yes, across Europe, this wall will fall. For it cannot withstand faith; it cannot withstand truth. The wall cannot withstand freedom.”

For all his flag-hugging, Trump doesn’t think much about those things. His agenda for America is “I alone.” He alone can make the world a better place, because only he can have the greatest relationships with the best people. America is good because it has white people in it for sure, but mostly because it has Trump. His election was the not just the happy ending but the beginning and the middle of the story too: America vindicated him and anointed him. He beat Hillary, Obama, and Angela Merkel, and they can all kiss his ass. So can Mike Pompeo, for that matter. And John Bolton. And certainly John Kelly. If Putin helped him win, then that reflects well on Putin. There is literally no room in his brain for anything else.

“No colusion!” is from Trump’s heart. So is “President Putin was extremely strong and powerful.” The rest is just womp womp, to borrow a phrase from Cory Lewandowski.