
I’m not a politician or a journalist or a spy. I’m just an ordinary, self-employed citizen who pays attention to what happens politically because it impacts me, my family, friends, the people I love. And if there’s a message in this, it’s simple.
A decade ago when trump came down that garish gold staircase with Melania, I didn’t know much about him. I’d never watched The Apprentice. Never read The Art of the Deal. The only facts I had about him were that he was a New York zillionaire married to a pretty immigrant who never said much, and that he’d been close friends with pervert and pedophile Jeffrey Epstein. But when I saw him on that staircase and knew it was the prelude to his announcement that he would be running for president, my body revolted. I nearly puked.
And I started paying closer attention. His Florida home, after all, is just 15 miles to the east of us on the beach of Palm Beach. JFK also had a home in Palm Beach and I’d driven past it a number of times in all my years in South Florida. Since Mar a Lago is on A-1-A – the road along the beach – I’d driven past it, too, an historical spot because it had belonged to Marjorie Marriweather post.
From that moment when I watched him & Melania descend on that staircase, my visceral reaction and feelings about trump have deepened. I can’t stand seeing his orange face, hearing his usually nonsensical, boastful voice. Just his visual presence on a TV screen revolts me. Some people say that trump has charisma. I don’t see it, never have. He’s a pathological liar, selfish grifter, & narcissist who believes he’s handsome and brilliant, all gag worthy. He’s every bit a cult leader, just like Jim Jones was, and I suppose if he told his faithful base to drink Kool-Aid laced with poison they would do it. And he wouldn’t be held accountable because he’d given the order as president.
The way Carl Jung described Hitler certainly fits trump. Jung saw Hitler as a vessel for the unspoken desires, fears, and frustrations present within the collective psyche of the German people. In the same way, trump is a product of the very darkest aspects of the collective American psyche, that part that hungers for the dominance of white males, that refuses to recognize cruelty when it’s staring them in the collective face.
The people with whom he has surrounded himself are reflections of the ugly darkness – Noem, who bragged about shooting her dog; Gov DeSantis who is so proud of the travesty he approved called Alligator Alcatraz; Vance who believes women should stay home and have more babies; the monstrosity in charge of border control. You get the idea. Then there’s ICE, the most grotesque manifestation of this darkness.
Even if this is trump’s last stint as president, something has been permanently broken in the soul of this country.