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The Catholic alt-right: Violence and death threats in the name of Jesus

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As much as I loathe Donald Trump, the man, and his policies, I will give him credit for one thing—although it was inadvertent on his part: He has shined a glaring light on the darkest abscesses of the culture, where hate groups proliferate like cockroaches.

We always knew these groups exist. But they seemed so fringe that we didn’t worry about them. With the rise of Trumpism, however, these hate groups have been given permission to vocalize their message of terror, in a way they never did before. And that’s a good thing for decent Americans: you can’t fight something you can’t see.

I’ve been accused on social media of being anti-Christian, but that’s just another lie from the Trumpists. I’m not. But I am against the religio-fascist wing of the Christian-Republican-Trump Party that is violently anti-LGBTQ; indeed, the more I learn of these people, the more concerned I become. And I learned a lot yesterday, with this report from NBC News, “How the Catholic ‘alt-right’ aims to purge LGBTQ members from the church.”

It describes the war—one of violence, intimidation and Hitlerian madness–against LGBTQ people that is gathering momentum within full sight, and possibly the collusion, of the most fascist elements within the Vatican, who may or not not include Pope Francis (who really knows?).

The article makes frightening reading. You probably heard the other day how Trump has gone to war with his own Republican Chief Justice, John Roberts, because Roberts is not (in Trump’s view) sufficiently radical, in an alt-right sense. Well, these rabid, Catholic homophobes have declared war on their own Pope, Francis, for his “Who am I to judge?” remark concerning gays. They want every single gay, Lesbian, bisexual and transgendered Catholic hunted down and purged. They also want any Catholic who shows any tolerance for LGBTQ people hunted down and purged. And this, they do in the name of their Jesus.

Their methods are the same as the Nazis: terror, spying, snitching , blackmailing and punishing those they deem criminals. And what are the criminal acts they wish to expunge? Here are a few examples cited in the article:

  • Scores of Catholic church employees who were fired after being outed as gay or gay-friendly
  • A man who was fired by the Diocese of Cleveland after he “liked” a Facebook post about a gay wedding
  • A Florida teacher forced the resign from her Catholic high school after the became engaged to her partner
  • A San Diego man who had to resign from his job at a parish after receiving death threats, harassing letters and having his tires slashed as a result of his marriage to another man
  • A group of Dominican nuns in Milwaukee who had to hire security guards to protect them after they hosted a retreat for gay clergy

It’s worth your while to read the whole NBC article so you can appreciate in depth how serious a threat this alt-right wing of the Catholic Church is—not only to LGBTQ people but to our basic American values of diversity and inclusion. And presiding over this threat, like a dark, evil genie, is the President of the United States, Donald J. Trump, encouraging the violence and hatred, egging his worshippers on through dog whistles and outright lies, making who-knows-what promises behind the scenes to the haters, following the entire disgusting game on social media, and making who-knows-what pacts with who-knows-what entities he himself worships?

Yes, it’s come to this: I have slowly, disbelievingly come around to the conclusion that Trump may in fact have made a Faustian deal with the Dark Side. I’m no conspiratorialist. I don’t even really believe in “the Devil” or “Satan” or anything like that. I was raised a Jew, and, except for crazy elements in Judaism, like Chabad, most Jews think these Christian fantasies of Hell and diabolic beings are ridiculous, maybe even signs of mental illness.

But when I look around the world, it’s clear that there is a “force” (for want of a better word)l that prompts some people toward murder, torture, the commission of evil, awful acts. I don’t have a name for that force. I don’t know what it is or where it comes from or why it’s so entrenched. But it does exist, and I have to believe that throughout history some people have worshipped it and made (as I said) Faustian deals with it: “Give me power and I will do your bidding.” I’m afraid of that force: I think many sane people are. I don’t engage with it or indulge it, and I don’t even like movies that depict it. But I think I know someone who isn’t afraid of it, who welcomes it, perhaps during his famous late-night Twitter sessions. That person is the President, and I think these alt-right Catholic monsters are his legions of flying monkeys, similarly in thrall to something dark.

The Catholic Church is in a very precarious situation in America and many Western countries because of its history and cover-up of child molestation by priests. Any normal corporation would already have been shut down for engaging in such a persistent pattern of criminal felonies. But the Catholic Church is, of course, very rich and powerful, and has been able to ward off threats to it, mainly through paying Court settlements to victims. This alt-right Catholic phenomenon, however, may be the straw that breaks the camel’s back, and finally puts the Church out of business, or at least forces a schism. At the center of this controversy, naturally, is Pope Francis. He paints a picture of himself as a wise, compassionate moderate: “Who am I to judge” is one of the most famous utterances by a Pope in history.

But we have to judge him by his actions, not his words. Neither Francis nor his Vatican regime has lifted a finger to stop this alt-right madness in their own ranks. By their silence, they aid and abet it. The situation is no longer tolerable. You may not have experienced the alt-right Catholics yourself, but believe me, they’re out there in the hundred of thousands, burrowing into parishes and dioceses, fostering theocratic fascism and violence, in Jesus’s name.

If you’re Catholic, and you love your Church, you must—repeat, must speak out against the Catholic alt-right, as often as you can, and to whomever has the ability to stop it.


All will not be well

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With the POS in the White House, and his blubbering accomplices on the far right crazier than ever, it may not seem like there’s much to be happy for this Thanksgiving.

I’m not going to lie and say “All is well, don’t worry, be happy.” All is not well. All may not be well anytime soon—and things could get decidedly worse. My biggest concern is that Mueller reports extensive criminal behavior by Trump, Trump Jr., possibly Jared and who knows who else—and then Trump declares Mueller a Communist Islamic Terrorist Hillary-loving Liberal whom no one should believe and who moreover should be imprisoned—and Trump’s base buys it bigtime, stages immense open-carry rallies, and threatens massive civil unrest if anyone—Congress, the Justice Department—attempts any move against him.

What then?

Well, we’ll cross about that bridge when we get to it. But it’s not too soon to think about it. In times of crisis, each citizen is called upon to do his duty, as he or she sees fit. And our duty, as Americans, is to protect the Rule of Law, for which centuries of our forebears fought and died.

I wish you all a safe, happy Thanksgiving Day.

 


How do you know if it’s a bot or a real pro-Trump person?

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Because, really, it can be impossible to tell the difference. Bots (often from pro-Trump Russian interests) and pro-Trump human beings both resort to the same techniques: outrageous lies, preposterous accusations, the usual smears against the usual suspects (Hillary, Obama, Democrats), attacks on non-usual suspects who are newcomers to the political scene (Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez has come under heavy fire on rightwing assault vehicles like Breitbart), vulgarities, sexual innuendoes, and in general, the stupidest, easiest-to-disprove claims the right generates to disseminate anger and doubt.

Consider, for example, a supposed person named Robert Manning, who is one of my Facebook “friends.” I don’t know who he is, or where he lives: the information on his Facebook page may or may not be real. Whoever or whatever he is, he is one of the most rightwing, pathologically sick Trumpites I’ve yet to come across—and that’s saying a lot! He loves to put up posters with moronic sayings against Democrats—sayings that are demonstrably untrue, and that show a bigotry that is despicable in our multi-cultural democracy. Let me share a couple of his phony posters. I doubt that Manning himself designed them, or even came up with the memes; he’s an old man who most likely doesn’t possess computer skills. Rather, I suspect, Manning is supplied these posters by pro-Trump forces, who may well be Russians.

This one is heinous.

It implies that only Republicans care about our men and women in uniform—a smear that has been a favorite of rightwing white nationalists in the Republican Party for decades, but one that has gained urgency with the advent of Trump who, with his constant attacks on military heroes, is the most disrespectful (of serving Americans) of any President in history.

Then there’s this one, a not-so-thinly veiled attack on women and people of the Islamic faith.

Trump has made it permissible for neo-nazis to insult and demean both women and Muslims, and with this nasty little poster, Manning is doing his part to rile up hatred on the right. Manning, how about we make a deal: Ocasio-Cortez can’t wear her headscarf in Congress, and Christians can’t wear crosses.

Speaking of Christians, it wouldn’t be a Trumpite rightwinger if it wasn’t promoting its own religion, and Manning does that particularly well.

He seems to be some kind of evangelical Christian, perhaps a Catholic of the fascist type, and his posts are frequently filled with “Blessings” and references to “God.” In this, Manning borrows from the Trump playbook to demean his political enemies (Democrats) with the implication that “America” can’t be great “again,” and “God” will not love America, until everyone in it, or the majority of us, is as batshit born-again crazy as he is. No room for diversity in Manning’s theocratic dictatorship. Only his brand of “Christians” need apply.

I referred briefly to Manning’s misogyny earlier, but I need to do so again, as he so frequently attacks Democratic women with even more viciousness than his hero, Trump, if that’s possible. This crowbar to the knees against Dianne Feinstein speaks for itself in violence, ill-feeling and lies.

Here’s one more that’s a real howler, considering that Trump “won” the election only with the help of Putin, who undoubtedly has “the goods” on Trump, possibly the pee tape, more probably evidence of serious financial wrongdoing by the Trump Organization.

It is indeed funny that Manning is now pretending to be upset at foreign meddling in our elections, given what we know of Russian collusion. He has zero proof–zero!–of any non-citizens voting–show us one, Manning, one non-citizen who voted!–but he doesn’t need any proof, because in the Trump’s War on Truth, to make the allegation is enough. This line of attack is so stupid, it makes me wonder why Manning has been instructed by his handlers to bring up the topic in the first place. My hunch (and that’s all it is) is that it’s somehow designed to pave the way for Trump to fire Mueller and discredit (if not deep-six) his report. I don’t know how, but that’s the goal.

Manning posts so much fake bullshit that I could cite it all day, but I have room only for one more: another attack on a woman, and this time a Black woman: Whoopie Goldberg.

He might have chosen Meghan McCain or Abby Huntsman for his diatribe against a popular morning TV program, but no, he needed a Black woman to stir up the bile in Red State trailer parks against “them.” One might have thought, not that long ago, that displaying such open hostility to women and minorities would be reserved for men’s clubrooms at all-white country clubs in lily-white suburbs. No more. Nowadays, white supremacists like Manning have been emboldened by their Leader to haul their bigotry out in the open and celebrate their racism.

I show you Manning’s deplorable posters not to give him any more publicity than he deserves, but because it’s always a good idea to personalize an opponent, to put a human face on him (if, indeed, Manning is human). People like Manning are a severe problem for America. Everything he stands for is obviously odious, but also patently false. And in this, too, Manning has borrowed a tactic from Trump (who borrowed it from Goebbels): Tell a big, huge lie, and repeat it often. There are enough unstable people on the Trump right wing who will believe anything, as long as it’s directed towards people and groups they hate (Blacks, women, liberals, Muslims, gays).

The larger question remains unanswered: What does he get from such stupid stuff? Does he feel, in his life that may be small and have unaccomplished little, like he is somehow making a mark on the world? Does he have repressed anger so great that it needs to seep out like sewage in horrid attacks on his fellow human beings, none of whom has done anything against him? Or, maybe, is he getting paid by his Russian-Trump overlords to spread disinformation and bad feeling? We don’t know the precise answer, but we do know, beyond doubt, that Manning and people like him must be stopped—and the only ways to stop them are through elections, through compelling Facebook and Twitter and other social media platforms to more rigorously patrol their posts, and to educate the American people that Trump is a menace—and so is Manning.


Here are a few things I’m thankful for this Thanksgiving

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The Blue Wave. I’m grateful that millions and millions of Americans, including some who voted for Trump in 2016, have finally realized what a disgusting pig he is. We won the House in a historic landslide, we won more Governorships than ever before, and the only reason we didn’t win Florida and Georgia was because of rampant election fraud by Republican officials. We’ll retake the Senate in 2020.

The criminal case against Trump. I’m thankful that Robert Mueller has remained steadfast in pursuit of the criminal in the White House, Trump. Despite the threats, insults and smears against them, Mueller and his team continue to pile up indictments and guilty pleas. The wall is closing in on Trump; it’s only a matter of time.

Trump melting down. I love watching this morally bankrupt “President” freak out and lose it as his base crumbles and his days of freedom shrink. He knows it’s coming: indictment, embarrassment, impeachment, possibly prison time for his family and himself. He knows with what contempt most Republicans view him. He’s visibly losing mental and emotional control, live, on T.V. It’s fun to watch.

Suburban women who voted Democratic. It was enormously gratifying to see these red or purple districts peel away from Trumpism. These suburban women finally returned to their senses. They want morality and decency in our government. Trump, and the trolls around him, are the opposite of moral and decent: they are corrupt to their cores. Welcome back to the Democratic Party, suburbanites! We won’t let you down!

The Resistance. Thank you, thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart, all you stalwart members of The Resistance. You kept the faith through some very tough times. You never flagged or faltered. The spirit of decency and democracy burns brightly inside you. When the History of this foul, base administration is written, your names will blaze forth in glory!

Now, please accept my wishes, Dear Readers, for a happy, healthy Thanksgiving. I will post in the following days as much as I can.

Thank you for reading my blog.


Republicans crushed, now a minor third party in California

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While Trump and his ever-smaller, beleaguered cult are crowing about gubernatorial elections in Florida and Georgia they “won” through voter suppression by Republican officials, here’s a story about real victories that are causing heartburn in Republican circles.

California—the fifth-largest economy in the world, the nation’s biggest, richest state, successfully governed by Jerry Brown and legislative Democrats for the last eight years, leader in the fight against climate change, and with a $40 billion surplus*—took the Blue Wave and made it a Blue Tsunami.

  • Super-Democratic majorities in both state houses.
  • All state elected officials are Democrats.
  • The Bay Area no longer has a single Republican congressperson—and guess who else doesn’t?
  • Orange County, home of modern Republican conservatism, where the John Birch Society was born, whose money has fueled Republican campaign coffers for decades, the beating heart of Reagan Country. Orange County’s seven congressional seats, long Republican, have been swept clean of Trumpism. All seven representatives are now Democratic.

Let that sink in. Orange County. Red to blue overnight.

This is a revolution of unprecedented scope and importance. California—from north to south and east to west—has utterly repudiated the Republican Party. It has vomited them out, and for one reason, and one reason only:

Trump.

Almost every elected official who had anything to do with him went down to crushing defeat. Trump is so toxic in California, people would vote for Ebola over him. This tale isn’t just about Democratic bragging rights about our victories–although we have every right–but California Republicans, shell-shocked into finally telling the truth they tried so long and so hard to avoid. They include Kristin Olsen, who was the Republican leader in the California Assembly. Now the de facto coroner for the California Republican Party, her official verdict is: “The Grand Old Party is dead [and] isn’t salvageable.”

They didn’t just lose. They’re dead.

I am cutting my own commentary short today because of the importance of reading the Politico article (here’s the link again) and if you have the time, Ms. Olsen’s, too (here’s that link), which was published in the San Francisco Chronicle.

See you tomorrow.

* This includes the official state surplus plus a “rainy day fund” Brown instituted–roughly 50% each.


The Trump Family Goes to the Mattresses

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Scene: The White House living quarters

Present: Donald Trump, Melania, Don Jr., Eric, Ivanka, Jared

DT: Okay, everybody, we’re at war. Ivanka, what’s your plan?

Ivanka: Daddy, me and Jared are moving to the Saudi Embassy. I packed all my Stella McCartney ath-leisurewear and 40 pairs of shoes!

Jared: That’s right, Sir. And I moved $40 million in cash to our account in the Caymans.

DT: Forty million? Is that enough?

Jared: Well, for a few weeks.

Ivanka: Jared, did you remember to stock up on Beluga?

Jared: Sweetheart, I’m sure the Saudis have plenty of caviar.

Eric: Dad, do you want to hear my plan?

DT: No. Don Jr., what’s your plan?

Don Jr.: Well, Pops, Kimberley and myself will stay at our cottage in Mustique until this blows over.

DT: How’s Kimberley doing?

Don Jr.: She’s pissed that Gavin’s gonna be Governor.

DT: He’s a clown. I think he’s gay.

Ivanka: I do too, Daddy. I met him once. I thought his wrist was a little limp. But he’s pretty!

Melania: In old country we know what to do with these Queers. We shoot them, then dump body in Danube.

Jared: That seems a little harsh, Mom.

DT: Hard times call for harsh measures, Jar.

Eric: Dad, I wrote that saying down. It can go in my book, The Wit and Wisdom

DT: Melania, are you packed? We may have to leave quickly.

Melania: I am way ahead of you Donald, there. I send three trunk of gowns to chateau in Nice.

DT: Nice? Isn’t that in France?

Melania: I thought it was in Europe?

Jared: Mom, Nice is in the south of France.

DT: I don’t want to go to France. That idiot Macron lives there. I hate him. Hate him! We might not be safe in France.

Eric: I don’t think—

Jared: I agree with Dad. Macron is a Schumer Democrat. He could have Dad arrested and extradite him.

Melania: I had Amazon package expedite. So quick and easy, especially if you’re Prime member.

Jared: Extradite, Mom, not expedite.

Melania: What’s difference?

DT: Mel, pack plenty of chocolate cake. If I’m going into exile, at least I’ll eat well!

Melania: Oh, darling, you’re getting so, how you say, fat? Why not try Wheat Thins?

DT: And wherever we go, make sure it’s near a KFC.

Eric: I had a bucket of KFC yesterday.

Don Jr.: Dad, are you going to give the word to your foot soldiers?

Ivanka: I was wondering the same thing.

Jared: All it would take, Sir, is for you to tell them to mobilize. We could take over the country in a few hours.

DT: I’m considering it. Bannon tells me they’ve been getting ready for more than a year. He figures they can have 100,000 armed guerillas take over local governments and media centers.

Ivanka: Good! They should take over CNN and arrest Wolf Blitzer.

Melania: He’s a homo.

Don Jr.: That Chris Matthews is even worse. They should arrest all of them.

Jared: And they should shut down the failing New York Times.

Melania: I think there is fried chicken in Nice.

DT: We’ll shut them all down. Every one of the snowflakes. They’ll be sorry.

[Jared’s cell phone rings]

Jared: Dad? It’s Netanyahu. [Trump takes the phone]

DT: Bibi? That you? I’ll put you on speakerphone.

Netanyahu: Donald! Oy gevalt, what’s this I hear?

DT: It’s true, we’re going to the mattresses. We’re at war with the liberals and the fake news media.

Netanyahu: Can I help, Donald? You want to borrow my Mossad?

DT: Can they take Mueller out and make it look like Hillary did it?

Netanyahu: They can do anything, Donald.

Melania: Donald, dear, is that Bibi? Tell him tell Sara stay strong! She’s so misunderstood. So what if she kick servants around? That is what servants for.

Ivanka: I’m very nice to our servants. Isn’t that right, Jared?

Jared: Yes, dear.

DT: You have to let them know who’s boss. You have to be tough, like the way I kick Lindsay around!

Eric: Dad, you’re the toughest—

Melania: Speaking of servants, Donald, did you get rid of that awful Ricardel person?

DT: Yes, my pet. She no longer works in the White House.

Melania: I want her in jail.

Ivanka: Mom, what did she do, anyway?

Melania: She pushy bitch.

Eric: Pushy.

Don Jr.: Dad, do you want her in jail? I can pass the word to Whitaker.

DT: I’ll tell you who I want in jail: Pocahontas.

Ivanka: I know, Daddy! And she’s so dumpy. Women are just jealous of me because I’m a size 2.

Melania: I’m size 2, sweetie.

[all silent]

Eric: I have a plan—

[Trump’s phone rings]

DT: Hello? Vladimir! Nice to hear from you. What’s up? Yes, I’m still your little poodly-woodly, Vlad. Yes, your good little lap dog, slurp slurp. What? The pee-pee tape? You’re not going to release it, are you? Good, Vlad, good. Say, by the way, you didn’t do a very good job in our Congressional election. What’s up with that? Oh, you’ll do better in 2020? Well, that’s good. Yes, Vlad, yes, I’ll continue to undermine NATO, if it’s so important to you. Okay, well, you have a nice day too. Bye!

Eric: How is Uncle Vlad doing, Dad?

DT: Jared, can’t you get the Jews to vote Republican? I thought you were tight with them.

Jared: Just Chabad, Dad. You know, the crazies.

DT: What’s wrong with the rest of them?

Jared: They’re all snowflakes. Twinkies. Homos.

Don Jr.: I knew a Jew once. He was a homo.

Melania: Back in home country, we not like Jews. Old timers know what to do with them. [she draws a hand across her throat]

DT: Yeah, well, first we have to win this war and then we can deal with our enemies.

Eric: We have lots of enemies, don’t we, Pops?

[Trump looks at Eric, ignores him]

DT: Say, I’m getting hungry. Mel, call the Secret Service and tell them I want a Big Mac. No, make that four Big Macs, with fries and a chocolate shake. Two chocolate shakes. While I’m waiting, I’ll be tweeting about cereal.

[This is Steve] Have a great weekend! Stay strong and Resist!

 

 


A lesson Trump could learn from Churchill (but won’t)

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In the early Fall of 1938, the leaders of Great Britain, France and Italy met in Germany with Hitler, where they acceded to his demand that Czechoslovakia be dismembered, its Sudetenland region to pass to German control. This was the famous Munich Agreement, to which the Czechs themselves were not even invited, even though their country was being destroyed by others.

This Munich Agreement came to be understood as “appeasement,” now a dirty word in politics. But at the time, following the ghastly slaughter of World War I, Europe was horrified by the prospects of another war, and the Munich Agreement was seen by most as a wise and careful keeping-of-the-peace on the Continent.

No one saw it this way more than the British Prime Minister, Neville Chamberlain. When he came back to London bearing the signed protocol, he declared, to a cheering crowd, “I have returned from Germany with peace for our time.” It surely was one of the more unfortunate statements any world leader ever made.

At least one British politician wasn’t buying it. Winston Churchill then was not in the government; he merely represented his district, Epping, near London. For the previous four or five years, Churchill had warned Parliament, his fellow countrymen and anyone who would listen of the growing Hitler menace. Few cared. The period 1934-1949 has been called Churchill’s “years in the wilderness” because, out of power, disliked by many in Parliament, a bit of a showboat, he was perceived as a rather excitable, cranky and dangerous old man, ranting (albeit in memorable phrases) about a Germany few Englishmen felt any reason to fear.

After Chamberlain returned from Munich, Churchill, on Oct. 5, 1938, gave a remarkable speech in the House of Commons. It was a scathing indictment of the Prime Minister. Churchill’s best biographer, Roy Jenkins, calls it “a speech of power and intransigence.” Among its more memorable phrases: “We have sustained a total and unmitigated defeat…the utmost [Chamberlain] has been able to gain for Czechoslovakia…has been that the German dictator, instead of snatching the victuals from the table, has been content to have them served to him course by course…All is over. Silent, mournful, abandoned, broken, Czechoslovakia recedes into the darkness.”

 Churchill suffered immediately from the speech. Even his Parliamentary friends thought it intemperate and unfair to “the Prince of Peace,” as many were calling Chamberlain. His re-election prospects in Epping dimmed. Churchill himself called this episode “one of the major political crises” he had ever experienced (although he was returned to office). Jenkins, the biographer—no political slouch himself, he rose to be Chancellor of the Exchequer–in analyzing this period writes with insight of the balancing act Churchill had at that time to perform: he must respect his constituents’ views, on the one hand (and his Epping constituents were pro-peace and pro-Chamberlain), while on the other hand remaining true to his ideals and beliefs. Churchill chose, in that speech, to side with the handful of militants who believed Chamberlain had sold out a tiny country in the name of appeasing a menacing dictator.

“Politics,” writes Jenkins, “could hardly function without militants. But the difficulty of sustaining enthusiasm without giving militants excessive power has been one of the perennial problems of democratic government.”

Meaning that the wise politician, who aims to be re-elected while simultaneously and hopefully making a mark in History, needs his militants to provide the energy of political support that wins elections. But that politician has to recognize that militants may contain the seeds of their, and his own, destruction. Churchill, throughout his long (55 years) career in Parliament, was not always the most cautious politician, and often found himself in trouble, McCain-like, with his own party. But he did manage successfully to negotiate the shoals of the political vicissitudes that blew in England during his turbulent years of service. Whenever he tacked too far one way, he corrected course, and this kept him alive.

We have now, in America, a leader decidedly not in the Churchillian mold, either rhetorically, or with anywhere near the same political skills not to mention basic human decency. Trump would have profited from reading Jenkins’ advice to keep your militants close but not allow them to write his entire playbook. I understand, as a student of history and politics, that Trump had to play to the Tea Party, evangelicals and neo-nazis, in order to get elected. But once he did get elected, he ought to have realized z fundamental principle of politics: When you have your base by the short hairs, move to the middle. Where else could his white-nationalist right flank go, if he turned in a more moderate direction? He might even broaden his base. Bill Clinton understood this implicitly when, for instance, he criticized Sista Souljah. He knew that some Lefties and African-Americans would be pissed. But who else did they have?

Donald Trump needs a Sista Souljah moment but he’s not going to have one, because he can’t allow any daylight between himself and the cult of Fox “News,” Breitbart, Limbaugh and the rest of the right wing propaganda machine. He doesn’t understand what a great favor he’d do for himself if, say, he supported the recounts in Georgia and Florida, or if he condemned Steve King’s overt racism, or if he had a few kind words to say about transgendered people (probably, Ivanka could dig up a few), or if he admitted that he’s been wrong, climate change is a big problem and is exacerbated by human activity. If he did any of these things, the Right would howl, but stick with him, while Democrats would have to publicly praise him. He might even salvage a few independents.

But he can’t, for two reasons. First, he doesn’t possess the political skills. Secondly, and more importantly, he can’t repudiate the more egregious sins of his base, because he believes in the same things. He really is a racist. He really is a homophobe. He really does support white nationalists like Alex Jones, and he really does believe in suppressing minority voting. Trump is no Churchill, obviously. He isn’t even a Bill Clinton. He isn’t like anything we’re known before. But he is like, or aspires to be like, the man whom Churchill, in his wilderness, warned the world about.


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