A-puffin’ and a-blowin’ and a-petering out completely.
I see CNN’s Jim Acosta is demanding from Sarah Huckabee Sanders when Trump is going to make a statement on Stormy Daniels. So I suppose Superstorm Stormy is still raging on, at least on the lesser watched cable channels. But I stand by what I said on “Tucker Carlson Tonight” on Monday. Trump is not Mike Pence or Jeb Bush or Mitt Romney: The GOP base wanted someone resilient enough not to get taken out by the usual Democrat humbuggery, and a critical factor in their selection was that, on the balance of probabilities, Trump had already done all the stuff he could possibly be accused of.
To reiterate: Trump became the GOP nominee because the boy scouts like Mitt all got trashed as monsters anyway. So the base grasped something that the donors, throwing their money away on Jeb, didn’t – that the playing field is hopelessly tilted. The Democrats were crowning the kleptocrat enabler of a credibly accused rapist running a pay-for-play charity fraud whose only purpose was to enable them to live like heads of state in the interregnum between their first reign and the impending restoration. And the press had not a word to say about this.
The point of Trump was that, unlike the boy scouts, he’d play smash mouth. And the kind of guy who’s willing to do that is so rare on the Republican bench that you can’t afford to be too picky. And so the GOP base and the Obama voters who switched weren’t in the least picky – because that’s how bad things were for them.
One can bemoan that, but the problem starts with the media double-standard. From my column in Maclean’s of May 21st 2009, here’s a glimpse of how they cover things on the Democrat side. Read the feeble email from the floppy loser Los Angeles Times editor and you understand not only why American newspapers are dead but why Republican voters are tired of playing along: As I wrote of John Edwards, “It’s not an Edwards scandal, it’s a media scandal.”
There are those on the right who appreciate that a true republic presumes a virtuous citizenry and a virtuous political class and insist that, even if the Dems and media have checked out, they alone should continue to observe the Queensberry rules. And then there’s Trump’s base which responds: The mills are gone, the factory’s closed, there’s heroin dealers in the Dunkin’ Donuts and MS-13 in the schoolyard; we can no longer afford your virtue.
There’s a definite limit on how many times one can get away with bringing a knife to a gun fight. Steyn is dead wrong about one thing, though: it’s become all too clear by now that “the Republican bench” is perfectly willing to “play smash mouth”—just not with the Left. They weren’t the least bit hesitant to play very rough indeed with the Tea Partiers; they’re doing so now with Trump and his supporters, a lot of whom are doubtless the very same folks. The same selective obstreperousness will be wielded against any and all poor naifs headed to Washington harboring honest intentions of disrupting the status quo. To paraphrase Glenn’s old line about Lefty “antiwar” protestors from the early Iraq war days: Republicans aren’t the “loyal opposition”; they’re on the other side.
Which means that, to Uniparty chagrin, feigned shock and horror, I don’t give a loose shit about Trump plowing Stormy Daniels however many years ago. I wouldn’t even give a shit if he plowed Tracy Lords tomorrow night on international pay per view wearing black socks and a frightwig, and made Ron Jeremy hold his jacket while he did it. The one and only thing I care about is that he keeps right on screwing the Deep State and all the filthy rats scurrying to its defense. Long as he’s doing that, there is nothing—absolutely, positively nothing—that they can do, say, or insinuate about Trump that will lessen my support for the man to even the slightest degree. Period fucking dot.