Here’s a different hypothetical. Suppose you are in the market for a used car. You meet a salesman who just seems perfect, who shows you a beautiful, shiny car that he says will be just perfect for you. He shows you around the car, tells you about a couple of it’s features, but mainly keeps telling you that the car will make your life great again.
Now suppose you ask the salesman about the car’s performance, and he can’t (or doesn’t) tell you much. Suppose you ask to see the Carfax report, and the salesman tells you it doesn’t matter (”Are you buying this car’s history, or are you buying it now?” he says). Suppose you try to take a look under the hood, and the salesman keeps trying to redirect your attention, but from the couple of peeks, you can see that the engine is a rusted mess that will never run as advertised.
Suppose, in short, that the used car salesman turns out to be....a used car salesman. THAT is why I will never support Trump.
You pose an interesting scenario. But you offered no alternate to that mystery car. So I would perhaps modify your hypothetical. If you were to enter a race, would it better to take a new souped-up car with a questionable history, or an old reliable one with no acceleration?