The end of things

May 3rd, 2017

For treacherous Republicrats, at the very least. Or so we must hope.

No one voted for Trump because of the “Access Hollywood” tape. They voted for him because of his issues; most prominently, his promise to build “a big beautiful wall.” And who’s going to pay for it? MEXICO!

You can’t say that at every campaign rally for 18 months and then not build a wall.

Do not imagine that a Trump double-cross on the wall will not destroy the Republican Party. Oh, we’ll get them back. No, you won’t. Trump wasn’t a distraction: He was the last chance to save the GOP.

Millions of Americans who hadn’t voted in 30 years came out in 2016 to vote for Trump. If he betrays them, they’ll say, “You see? I told you. They’re all crooks.”

No excuses will work. No fiery denunciations of the courts, the Democrats or La Raza will win them back, even if Trump comes up with demeaning Twitter names for them.

It would be an epic betrayal — worse than Bush betraying voters on “no new taxes.” Worse than LBJ escalating the Vietnam War. There would be nothing like it in the history of politics.

He’s the commander in chief! He said he’d build a wall. If he can’t do that, Trump is finished, the Republican Party is finished, and the country is finished.

And all will deserve it, too. Not so much Trump, actually; he’s fighting a three-front war here, and the way the deck is stacked against him means his supporters (me included) are willing to overlook a lot. And I doubt any of us are ready to throw in the towel a mere hundred days into a four-year term.

As I’ve said from the very start: anybody who thinks Trump can fix all this all by himself is delusional; anybody who thinks he can do it in a few months is a fool. But he’s going to need to start improvising ways to end-run the DC shitweasels somehow, and that right soon—lest the unrealistic and faint of heart begin to abandon him in droves. Loss of faith he can ill afford; loss of hope will be the end of him.

Update! Vox nails it:

The God-Emperor should begin each day by looking at his schedule and telling himself two things.

  1. Does this help me build the wall?
  2. Does this help me drain the swamp?

If anything on his schedule does not fit into those two categories, he should cancel it and replace it with something that does.

By George, I think he’s got it. I’m not ready quite yet to say Trump’s time is running out. But there is certainly a limit on it, and I can’t see any good reason for him to flirt around the edges of it. Just do it, Donald; all you ever did have backing you all along was we the people, and that’s still enough. Republicrat and Demican Powers That Be skullduggery aside, we still got your back. All you really have to do—all anyone expects or hopes for—is to keep dancing with who brung ya; keep trusting us as we’ve trusted you. Just do that, and you really can’t fail; we’ll take care of the rest, by any means we have to.

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