Chapter One Trump: The Great Orange Hope Until June 16, 2015, every conservative felt four things:
1. We’re losing.
2. The fight isn’t fair—it was over before it began, and the rules are rigged.
3. Our allies have abandoned us.
4. This loss is permanent. We’re not getting it back.
Plug in any issue and it works: abortion, gay marriage, transgender bathrooms, immigration, trade, Press 1 for English, drug legalization, criminal law, the Iraq War, and on and on.
By 2012, Obama’s 2008 position on gay marriage, as “the union between a man and a woman,” had become the vicious Klan position, a transformation unparalleled in the physical universe.
Fifty years ago, American traitor Bradley Manning would have been executed within a week. Instead, taxpayers are footing the bill for his sexual reassignment surgery.
In the 2008 presidential race, every single Democrat but one opposed driver’s licenses for illegal aliens—Hillary, Barack Obama, John Edwards, and Joe Biden. By 2012, illegal aliens could get a driver’s license in 49 states, as a result of Obama’s “executive amnesty.” The only holdout was Nebraska—and the ACLU was suing Nebraska.
The mayor of Los Angeles brags that more than two hundred languages are spoken in his city. A majority of the residents speak a language other than English at home. Fifty years ago, even Democrats would have said that’s insane. Today, Republicans are afraid to criticize it.
In 2012, the most attractive candidate Republicans had run for president in three decades lost in a blowout defeat to President Obama, a feckless incumbent who had wrecked health care and whose foreign policies had resulted in Islamic lunatics murdering the American ambassador in Benghazi less than two months before the election. There was no way to minimize what a disaster Mitt Romney’s loss was. Looking ahead to possible 2016 presidential candidates, it was gun‑to‑the‑mouth time.
It’s just been wave after wave hitting the shore. Americans were huddled on the battleship
Missouri, having surrendered everything they believe in, hoping it would all go away.
Is it really any wonder that when a space capsule crashed to earth and Donald J. Trump stepped out, he was given a warm welcome?
Trump is the first hope Americans have had in a very long time that it may not be over—yet. Perhaps the country isn’t finished. Maybe we could begin to reverse our losses. And then, many years from now, when we have our country back, we will join the little girls in pink party dresses and be appalled by a presidential candidate who calls Rosie O’Donnell a “fat pig” and sends out juvenile tweets at midnight.
But not yet, not until Trump ends the orderly transition of America from the greatest nation in history into some pathetic, third‑rate, also‑ran, multicultural mess. Until the bleeding has stopped, there’s nothing Trump can do that won’t be forgiven. Except change his immigration policies. Even liberals know that Trump is the only impediment to their destruction of America. In May 2016, Harvard law professor Mark Tushnet let out a war whoop to his fellow liberals, proclaiming total victory. “The culture wars,” he said, “are over; they lost, we won.” With conservatives standing there, asking the burglar if we could keep our underwear, Tushnet said the left should be merciless, citing LGBT activists as exemplars of the “hard‑line approach.” He reminded liberals that Justice Anthony Kennedy was irrelevant now that Justice Antonin Scalia was dead, saying:
“fuck Anthony Kennedy.” Finally, he proposed that liberals draw up a list of Supreme Court decisions targeted for reversal. (Topping Hillary’s list is
District of Columbia v. Heller, which would effectively repeal the Second Amendment.)
But at the end of the piece, Tushnet concluded: “Of course all bets are off if Donald Trump becomes President.”
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