Remember that jerky rich kid from school? You know the one. S/he used to say and do a bunch of ridiculous and mean crap simply because s/he could. S/he’d never get in trouble because nobody would ever say anything to them. I was never sure why. Maybe it was because they said the stuff we secretly wanted to say or said it to people we hated or was so rich that we didn’t want to get in trouble for tattling on them or be cast out for not liking/supporting/respecting them. I remember thinking for a minute, ‘that kid is hot. I want to be with them.’ It was like basking in the glow of a sunlamp, because all the attention was on them and that made me special or part of the in crowd in a way.
That person is running for president.
No, not Hillary. In many ways she fits the bill (pun intended). She’s always been the rich girl who got everything she wanted and played by her own rules. She isn’t nice and never will be. On the other hand, she is not evil and her megalomania includes quite a bit of concern for the people who aren’t as well to do as her. In other words, she’s a rich know-it-all who wants to make herself feel better by bringing you up.
The other guy is a rich know-it-all who wants to make his name and fortune bigger by anointing himself ruler of the free world. It is that last bit that scares me, because he doesn’t exactly want the world to be free. He wants to world to listen to him and adore him and cower when he talks his trash. Unfortunately, the threats and action of litigation don’t extend outside of our borders. He is going to have to find a new stick. Unfortunately the one we have is tipped with soldiers–with American lives–and he already plans to stick it into places we don’t belong.
Obama gets a horrible rap for trying to pull us out of international conflicts, replacing human shields with drones. The other guy–Trump is his name–doesn’t really care about the loss of American lives. He doesn’t think in terms of individuals but in terms of slights and gains to his own name. What, Iran came too close to our boats on his watch? They need to be taught a very big lesson. Trust me, they’ll learn.
But I don’t trust him. I worry about what we become underneath his boot. I’ve already seen what can happen when we put Cartman in charge of stuff. Don’t let that happen outside of South Park.