This idiot didn’t learn from his loss in the 2016 primary
Think of Trump as the Robin Williams/Cronauer character...outrageous, unorthodox, maybe not who you'd want upon first blush but he is just what the troops wanted. Kasich/NeverTrumpers are the Lt. Hauk/polka-loving guy who think they know what's best for us little people. Even when faced with the facts that nobody likes them, they remain arrogantly confident that they're correct.
Here is the text of the scene in question:
-Staffers: We've gotten duffel bags filled with information asking for Cronauer's reinstatement. The men all hate Hauk. They want Cronauer back. He's an exhilarating personality, and polkas are just no substitute. - I think I see a pattern forming here.
- Sir, these letters are unequivocal. Uh, e.g. "Hey, Hauk, eat a bag of sh**. You suck." That's pretty much to the point, sir. Not much grey area in this one. We got one positive call from some guy in Wichita who thought Hauk's comedy was visionary and interesting.
-The other calls said that the man can't do comedy to save his di**. - That's a direct quote, sir.
- I've taken 9O calls this morning. They just don't like Hauk.
From a marine in Da Nang: "Captain Hauk sucks the sweat off a dead man's ba***." I have no idea what that means, sir, but it seems very negative to me.
General: I think the troops are tryin' to tell us somethin', fellas.
Hauk: Sir, if it is my programming choices, I can change. I've been broadcasting the polkas because I thought a certain segment of the men... weren't represented by Cronauer's broadcasts of rock and roll. But I can easily play an occasional Gay Lewis record.
General: It doesn't make a damn whether you play polkas or don't play polkas. Military politics. Nothing personal. The men just like him better than they do you.
Hauk: He maliciously and with purposeful intent read unofficial news.
General: No, no, no, no. He made a mistake. We all make mistakes. Now this thing is a delicate balance over here... and I don't want it dependent on a disc jockey. The men want him back, I want him back.
Hauk: Sir, you heard from the men who don't like my humour, but what about the silent masses who do?. And as far as polkas, they are a much-maligned musical taste.
General: Lieutenant, you don't know whether you're shot, fu**ed, powder-burned or snake-bit. I don't care about polkas. They're rioting in Hue. We're bringin' in thousands of troops every month. Terrorism's on the uprise in Saigon. The problems of this country have not one g***mned thing to do with... whether you play polkas or don't play polkas. The men want him back. I want him back. Reinstate the man.
Hauk: Sir, in my heart... I know I'm funny.
General: Thank you, Lieutenant.