THE HITLER PHENOMENON--IT'S HERE!

THE HITLER PHENOMENON—IT’S HERE!

Last night proved it. The hint of scary, no-logic demagoguery that I wrote about in August has arrived. In New Hampshire. In our country! 

Donald Trump, whom most reasonable people saw last fall as a laughable, bigoted, irrational, and utterly egotistical man has just swept thousands into his . . . well,  you can’t call it vision.  Because he has no vision.  At least nothing that makes sense.

Yet, since I last contemplated it, this Fuehrer-imitator has somehow convinced once-reluctant pockets of citizens that our country is a hopeless seething mess that needs a savior. And he tells them, Never fear, folks, your rescuer is here, ready to make everything all right. Or better than all right, I will make our country “great again.” 

Never mind that since August The Donald has not uttered one word on how he plans to bring about this great transformation . . . just that he will somehow do it.  It’s a “Trust me, I’m here to save everyone,” kind of jargon. The few specific jobs he’s promised to do are all impossible—at best, logistical nightmares. He’ll never be able to extricate eleven million souls from their current lives and send them all home—wherever “home” once was.   

He’ll never persuade Mexico to build—let alone pay for--a wall so high and so long that even the United States couldn’t do it. He won’t convince the Chinese they need to do everything his way, and he won’t conquer Isis by making enemies of Muslims. He can’t provide instant jobs for people who still need them, because he’s not into that bit-by-bit, grinding process that took Obama seven years—just to reduce 10% unemployed to  5%. He can’t pretend to be “good for business” after four of his own businesses went bankrupt. 

It’s all so contradictory . . . who would have dreamed, for one instant, he’d wow everyone by arriving in a TRUMP-emblazoned  jet—rather like some folks would expect from Jesus.           

Most amazing of all is the fairy tale taking root in our country--that thousands upon thousands of decent Americans are looking for a messiah, and somehow imagining that this scowling, orange-haired man who walks away from a debate when conditions don’t suit him, who has never presented a single workable solution for anything, who freely insults everyone . . . is it. 

Didn’t Hitler take over Germany in much the same way?    

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