“I can do or say anything, and they still love me!”
Via Jim Geraghty’s Morning Jolt, Matt Walsh at The Blaze hits Trump fans over their asinine double-standard:
You say you want some straight-shooting, honest, politically incorrect tough talk, but that’s simply a lie. If it were true, my inbox would not be filled to capacity with cartoonishly shocked and outraged Trump fans every time I utter a word of criticism in his direction. It shouldn’t matter that my criticisms are sharp and severe; you ought to revere me all the more for it. I thought you were tired of people walking on egg shells?
It turns out you don’t want Donald Trump to walk on egg shells, but you have fortified your own perimeter with a thick layer of egg shells and you expect anyone who comes near it to tip toe with extreme caution. It turns out you want to be coddled and cuddled and pandered to and excused. You’re in favor of whatever Trump says because Trump said it, but when it comes to how people talk about you and him, you expect to be treated like a soft and delicate flower.
You flock eagerly to a flamboyant, authoritarian billionaire fascist, and you feel you ought to be completely insulated from criticism while you do so. Everyone else ought to be subject to relentless and profane invective from an elderly Manhattan real estate heir, but you and he should be above reproach.
Tell it like it is? I’ll tell you like it is: In my life I’ve never encountered a group of people more averse to being told how it is. Of course, you believe you’re entitled to this attitude because you’re “angry.” Your “anger” indulges you with the moral authority to take leave of your reason and your common sense. Your anger, you believe, places you beyond judgment, even as you attempt to drag this country into a future of (more) tyranny and cultism. You believe the rest of us ought to take your supposedly righteous rage into account while you refuse to take anything but your own infatuation with spectacle and celebrity into account.
Whatever concerns we raise, including the ones I’m raising now, can be written off in an instant. “WE’RE TIRED OF POLITICS AS USUAL! WE’RE ANGRY!” And that’s supposed to be some kind of rhetorical hall pass, permitting you to do and say what you please unchallenged.
Pardon me while I cheer and applaud:
Preach it, Brother Walsh! I’ve encountered this myself many times on Twitter: say anything critical of Trump, point out how his positions are no different than a progressive Democrat’s, that they’re often to the Left of Hillary, that his proposals are usually harmful, stupid, or both (but, don’t worry, he’ll have new ones tomorrow and deny he ever had the old ones), that he himself is a crass vulgarian and dishonest cronyist who is playing his fans for suckers, and…
And they just don’t care. They’re too busy being angry to use their brains and the reason God gave them.
This is the fate of the Republic we’re talking about, and there is no functional difference between Hillary, Bernie, or The Donald. They would all be disasters.
For pity’s sake, lay down your anger and act like the adult, serious voters to whom the Founders entrusted this marvelous nation.
Donald Trump is an authoritarian strongman, an American caudillo. He’s the heir of Juan Peron, not George Washington.
Breathe deep and think, before it’s too late.
PS: Read the whole thing, and make America awesome, again.
PPS: About the only point at which I disagree with Walsh is where he calls Trump a “fascist.” Trump is just a blowhard strongman: he’s too callow intellectually to grasp fascist theory.
PPPS: Don’t be a maniac.