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Author: TriSec    Date: 11/12/2016 13:25:22

Good Morning.


I thought long and hard about a proper response to the results of 8 November. I have been pleasantly surprised, however, that my Facebook wall has not been totally overrun by dispatches from Dumbfuckistan. But two of my oldest and dearest friends from high school have decided to engage in an increasingly histrionic flame war that I've stayed out of. There have already been de-facings, and increasingly crude references to some anatomical areas that are usually not discussed in polite society. One can only hope it's a knee-jerk reaction at this time and perhaps it will pass.

I have looked over the President-elect and his supporters for something, anything that might be hopeful. Having not paid much attention to the candidate for most of the election season, I was recently surprised to learn that he is 70 years old - older even, than Saint Ronnie of Santa Barbara when he was elected.

So here's one - Mr. Trump looks fantastic for a man of that age. 70? You wouldn't know it. That's probably a testament to his plastic surgery team, but I can say that he's chosen them wisely and that looks like money well spent.

There have been some pithy saying circulating, not the least of which is one by H.L. Mencken, circa 1920. I believe it's been truncated on the meme that's out there, but the full quote is thus:

All of us, if we are of reflective habit, like and admire men whose fundamental beliefs differ radically from our own.

But when a candidate for public office faces the voters he does not face men of sense; he faces a mob of men whose chief distinguishing mark is the fact that they are quite incapable of weighing ideas, or even of comprehending any save the most elemental — men whose whole thinking is done in terms of emotion, and whose dominant emotion is dread of what they cannot understand.

So confronted, the candidate must either bark with the pack or count himself lost. … All the odds are on the man who is, intrinsically, the most devious and mediocre — the man who can most adeptly disperse the notion that his mind is a virtual vacuum.

The Presidency tends, year by year, to go to such men. As democracy is perfected, the office represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people. We move toward a lofty ideal. On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart's desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.

Here's another - the fact that such a downright moron, with no experience in office, and neither the temperament or moral standing to hold such a lofty position can actually do it, actually confirms that great American standard that "anyone can grow up to be president". While the chances are not good, this may actually inspire some persons across this great land to run for public office where they ordinarily would never have done so previously. In turn, we may actually wind up with a quality candidate or two out of it.

But after that, it's increasingly difficult to find or say anything positive.

I have been saying this week that I hope everyone who supported Trump gets everything they want out of a Trump presidency, and more. And if it destroys the United States in the process...GOOD. I have no further interest or wherewithal to denounce, debunk, or otherwise waste anymore time on Hitlerite Vermin.

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