When I said Trump will self-destruct and soon, this is exactly what I meant.
UNIDENTIFIED JACKASS: (Unintelligible) We have a problem in this country. It’s called Muslims. We know our current president is one.
UNIDENTIFIED JACKASS: You know he’s not even an American.
TRUMP: (Big smile) We need this question. This is (unintelligible).
UNIDENTIFIED JACKASS: But anyway, we have training camps, growing, where they want to kill us. That’s my question: when can we get rid of them?
TRUMP: We’re going to be looking at a lot of different things. I mean you know a lot of people are saying that and a lot of people are saying that bad things are happening out there and we’re going to be looking at that and plenty of other things.
Donald Trump may not be crazy per se but he long ago disappeared too far up his own ass to second-guess anything that the dumb little voice in his head wants him to say. That rotten little eight year old, the one dad tried and failed to straighten out with military school, is easily the guy’s major vulnerability. When he gets caught up in the moment, with no one around to correct him but the cameras, Trump will nod along with any damn thing a supporter says. And that was a masterful work of leading a guy down an increasingly problematic garden path. Uh huh, camps…uh huh, sharia, birtherism…yeah, final solution…wait*. It makes me wonder where our front pagers were last night.
Will this be the one that does him in? People have lost money taking that bet before. Still the chances ain’t zero and we still have two weeks before October. By Halloween the only way you still hear about Trump is if he takes his National Front fan base and runs third party.
(*) Does Trump really think rounding up American muslims is a good idea? Probably not. I think he’s just reliving his days on the WWE stage where he’d say any damn thing to get a stadium full of people to shout louder. If I had to guess, I would say somewhere around thirty percent of the GOP base are the kind of people who would go to a fake wrestling show to cheer the heroes and shout at heels. You could see his journey from wrestling to politics as a lateral move where he took his natural constituency with him. He could try to explain it that way – he only strings words together because he likes the sound of morons shouting – but I doubt that will help.