I’d say Schlichter, resistant at first, is now fully on board with The Trumpening. Good for him.
Let’s step back and think about who Trump has shown himself to be. Sure, he’s vulgar, and his knowledge of traditional conservatism is … limited. But he’s a competitor, and if he’s stupid like the liberals say then what does that make the liberals who Trump keeps beating as enthusiastically as Josh Marshall tweeting past midnight? Look, the guy is a property developer. If he does not deliver what he promises, the buyer won’t take occupancy and he loses money. Trump knows from his own experience – and the painful experience of the follow-through-free GOP – that the way to win is to deliver on his promises. It may ruffle our conservafeathers, but Trump promised to keep Carrier in the USA and he did it. As promised, the market is in the stratosphere and consumer confidence exists again. Trump promised to nominate conservatives and he did – do you think that whiny puffball Jeb Bush would have put up a cabinet full of Mad Dogs and activists aching to burn their own useless agencies to the ground?
Sure, I think the Russians’ truthful revelations of true stuff that showed the true depth of Democratic corruption in a true way hurt Hillary. I just think that the left is deluding itself when it tells normal people that they were somehow suckered by the Russians’ truthful revelations of true stuff that showed the true depth of Democratic corruption. “You flyover rubes are so stupid that you can be manipulated by the facts that we were too incompetent to effectively hide from you!” is probably not a great way to win hearts and minds, but hey progs, feel free to go with it.
That Trump laughs at how a creaky ex-superpower is so relentlessly trolling the feckless Obama – President Faily McWorsethancarter even makes acting butch seem super femme – draws cries of “Treason!” and “Traitor!” from the same set who never saw a flag they didn’t want to burn, mourned Castro, and who know damn well it isn’t them or their gender indeterminate children who would get to fight and die in the war they seem so eager to provoke to close out Obama’s pathetic reign.
We can expect more nonsense along these lines. Everything Trump does will draw howls of anguish. Courageous hashtags like #TheResistance will spread across Twitter. The traditional media will whine all the way down as it falls towards irrelevance. And Trump will march on, heedless of his critics. 2017 has the potential to be awesome.
It surely does. And along those lines, the ubiquitous “2016 was just a godawful mess of a year” meme—a whine promulgated by the Left and the NeverTrumpTards alike to brush over their ludicrous failure to understand when a righteous revolution was a-brewing and rumbling the earth beneath their very feet—never fails to amuse the hell out of me. Truth is, in the political arena at least, 2016 was one of the best years we’ve had in a long damned time; it set the stage for the all-American comeback we’re already beginning to see taking shape before Trump has even been sworn in, among other highly salutary developments…such as this one (via Vox):
That creature, who has somehow managed, like the execrable Lena Dunham, to avoid being harpooned and processed for oil, ivory, and blubber by rogue Japanese whalers, is Cora Gales, better known to the world as “Trigglypuff.”
Now, I don’t want you to think of Trigglypuff as merely another Social Justice Warrior who needs a diaper change. Oh, no, she’s much more – much more valuable – than that. Indeed, the whole country’s population of SJWs has become a resource for us. What? You doubt this? Read on.
Ordinarily, which is to say ordinarily when dealing with a sane enemy, it would be considered unwise to do him a small injury, or to motivate him to greater efforts. And, were we still dealing with the old mainstream Democratic Party, especially the party as it was before the Dixiecrats became Republicans, it would be a mistake to provoke them in minor and non-ruinous ways. Happily or unhappily, that party is deader than chivalry. What’s left are mostly the Trigglypuffs, along with the genocidal lunatics – like the aforementioned incestuous child molester, Lena Dunham – who want straight white men extinct, reinforced by the left-wing professorial freakshow, and egged on by myriad self-righteous and unutterably stupid assholes, molesting innocent women and their families, on public conveyances, when said women have had the bad judgment to be fathered by men the assholes don’t like.
Oh, yes, yes, there are, no doubt, some sane men and women hovering around the top echelons of the Democratic Party. But if they’re sane they’re equally corrupt, venomous spiders, dripping with poison, at the center of left wing insanity. However, those spiders aren’t really in control of the movement anymore. Nobody is. Instead, the left is largely a bunch of self-willed, albeit unintelligent, bombs, just like Trigglypuff, waiting to go off at the slightest emotional jar.
And we – yes, we right wing knuckle-draggers – control those bombs because we can emotionally jar them.
And they’re going to go right on doing the very things that caused us to rise up against them and elect Trump in the first place, thereby cementing their own laughable irrelevance for years and years to come. It’s a self-perpetuating cycle, and they can’t break it without making serious changes in their own outlook, insufferable personalities, and core identities. To mix a couple of useful metaphors: trying to herd, corral, and shear the vast majority of the country from their coastal-urban highchairs and then shrieking hysterically and throwing their sippy cups when they meet the slightest resistance is all they know, it’s all they have.
Unfortunately for them, another of those highly salutary developments we can credit to 2016’s account is that the majority of decent, reasonable, patriotic Americans, by dint of Trump’s overwhelming and (supposedly) stunning, UNEXPECTED! victory, have realized at long last that they ARE the electoral majority and, fed up with being tormented and tyrannically misruled by their inferiors, no longer see any need to act as if they were mere sheep to be overmanaged by spoiled-rotten brats. That majority intends to go right on giving them plenty of reasons for throwing more and more lunatic tantrums. That, of course, will start the cycle anew. Lather, rinse, repeat, until a 2016-vintage Democrat Socialist couldn’t get xirself elected dog-catcher. In Vermont.
After eight long years of misery and destruction, it’s a truly beautiful thing, and every tear, every shriek, every empty threat from these horrid wretches is purest comedy gold. The thankless children have had their serpent’s tooth pulled at last, for no more reason than that we figured out that they weren’t anything like as sharp as Shakespeare said.
2016, a “horrible” year? May God grant that we have many, many more of them.
Update! Walsh on yet another highly salutary development:
In movies, it’s called the “cheer moment” — that wonderfully satisfying part of the motion picture when the bully/bad guy finally gets his richly deserved comeuppance: Rocky flooring Apollo Creed in the first Rocky; John McClane sending Hans Gruber to hell off a high floor of Nakatomi Plaza. And in 2016, nobody’s demise was cheered more vociferously than the mainstream media’s.
But there’s more bad news for the MSM: The flagship Times just announced it’s selling off eight floors of its still new headquarters in midtown Manhattan. Elsewhere, magazines have folded and surviving newspaper have drastically cut back on space and staff.
When you get right down to it, all the media — from the Times to the humblest local weekly — have going for them is credibility, and when that is shot, so is everything else.
Turns out abandoning real journalism to turn themselves into hectoring, lecturing liberal schoolmarms might not have been the brightest idea after all. Too damned bad for them, too damned sweet for the rest of us. Moar like 2016, please.
Too damned sweet update! Oh, and by the way, Hillary Clinton will NEVER be president. 2016 says: “you’re welcome.”
Moar WINNING update! Gavin McInnes has a great alt-American Year In Review:
If 2015 was the year of the tranny, 2016 was the year of the cuck. Comedy became a venue for social justice whiners and sex became rape. While castigating white men for letting Trump happen, blacks rioted in the streets based on Facebook memes and Muslims murdered Americans in the name of Islam. It was a topsy-turvy year of hate-crime hoaxes where white people could do no good and brown people could do no wrong. Ultimately, Obama’s last year will go down as the year alt-left fanaticism led to the death of the left. It also begat Trump.
This bullshit used to work. We used to consider the possibility it’s all our fault. We elected a black president and begged him to fix the mess we’re told we created. When it got worse, liberals had to fabricate prejudice and hatred out of thin air. That didn’t work and so Trump won. It’s still going to take a while for these mentally ill zealots to realize the jig is up. Their entire existence was predicated on the lie that America is a racist, sexist, homophobic, transphobic, ageist, ableist, xenophobic hellhole. That’s a lot of unraveling to do. Until then, we’ll be right here making America great again.
Sandwiched in between those two slices are some interesting stories you never saw in any of the more conventional, “2016 sucked!” YIR’s.
First in update! Our good friend Ironbear reminds me in the comments that he already covered this ground, and lots more besides, over at Bill’s place: “99 Reasons Why 2016 Didn’t Suck (Even Remotely as Badly as the Popular Meme Would Have It.)” And as he says, he only went back a few months doing it.
The thing that stands out to me, and I’m sure Ironbear too, is this: the “2016 was HORRIBLE” nonsense is ultimately another example of the Cuck Right just knuckling under and going along with the Left’s take on things, rather than fighting back right out of the gate. As with their usual supine response to ridiculous assertions of “racism” as a shutting-down-debate tactic—i.e., spending the first four paragraphs of a seven-graph article kneeling down and bleating “I’m not a racist, and here’s why…” and then getting bogged down in a morass of pedantic minutiae for the last four—it leads nowhere, gains nothing, and is an acceptance of the Left’s misbegotten premises. It is a formula not for victory, but capitulation.
And in the end, THAT is what put Trump where he is. I care very little whether Trump is as polished as he might be on Constitutional scholarship; I am not terribly bothered that his having arm-wrestled Carrier, Ford, and et frigging al into keeping jobs in America rather than shipping them overseas, or that he used typical crony-capitalist tax bribery to do it, is not what the Founders would have prescribed.
What I DO care about is just these two things: 1) he clearly loves his country, and will approach all negotiations with American interests first in mind, and 2) he will NOT take the usual Mark 1-Mod 0 Leftard slanders lying down, but will immediately slap back at them just as hard as he can. Complain about his obnoxious buffoonery all you like; I have no ear for it myself. When you’re battling against a wholly committed foe that has no compunctions whatsoever against dishonest, sleazy, ad-hominem attacks, obnoxious is the very least of the weapons you’ll need in your arsenal if you have any hope of prevailing.