There are, after all, disparate realities—one inside the holy halls of the National Cathedral, where powerful people mourn the death of civility; and another in the surrounding city, where many of those same powerful people drive nails ever deeper into its coffin. And there is a greater juxtaposition still—this one between the virtue-signaling, convention-worshipping insiders of Washington and the mad-as-hell, burn-it-down voters in the provinces. This might not be Donald Trump’s town, but it’s still his country.You have to read nearly to the end of a long article of Trump bashing to see the frank admission “it’s still his [Trump’s] country.” Do you have any faint inkling of how painfully this truth curdles their collective souls? Damn, it’s nearly as fine as the (classical reference alert) smell of napalm in the morning.
Monday, September 3, 2018
It’s Still Trump’s Country
Instapundit Glenn Reynolds links to a Politico article, which is referenced below, for the following choice quote (scroll down):