The Trump phenomenon is emotional, and political only in the sense that the emotions guide the politics.
It’s the political correctness. Donald Trump seems to represent possibly our only hope to finally slay this dragon.
We can’t open doors for our women, or compliment them on how they look in the workplace. We can’t say certain words, we can’t profile criminals in a sane way. We-re human, we can’t stop thinking the thoughts we think when encountering a Muslim in a mall, or an airline queue.And we’re made to feel guilty about it. Hate crimes? Really? We’ve had to silently acquiesce to having our thoughts monitored, our words corrected.
We instinctively recognize now that PC is far from harmless. It threatens the family unit, salts racial wounds, changed the relationships between men and women, and not for the better.
We’ve been angry about it for some time. With the Muslim problem, PC threatens to kill us. So we’re afraid, angry, frustrated, and we’ve been inwardly seething.
We instinctively sense that no solutions to the myriad problems we face as individuals and as a nation can be contemplated without first eliminating the PC that holds us back. Donald Trump is pushing back, and it is so liberating, intoxicating even.
This is why we continue to give him a pass on his not-so-staunch conservatism. This is why the pundits keep predicting his premature demise. They’re looking at him, instead of us.
Excellent post.
Amen!
That is absolutely genius. You hit the nail on the head. If you don’t mind I will spread that around and credit you for it.