Bobo is slowly coming around to loving the Donald:
MR. BROOKS. I think he’s much deeper. The guy’s been around since the ’80s, and he stands for something. He stands for success, the gospel of success, that you can start out small and make it big in this country. Not that he did, but, but, but he stands for that.
MR. ROBINSON: Well, with the money in there before. So.
MR. BROOKS: Right, right. But he stands for that. He’s been preaching this for, for 20 and 30 years.
By 2004, that once-cherished ideal of political freedom and self-governance that millions of young men and women gave their lives to protect as recently as WWII had been reduced to the level of absurdist comedy. You had a millionaire Yalie in an army jacket taking on a millionaire Yalie in a cowboy hat, fighting tooth and nail for the right to be named the man “middle America most wants to have a beer with” by a gang of Ivy League journalists…
This year’s model is a billionaire Wharton grad with a near-billionaire father and a gilded penthouse…who’s a Queens kid to the core. Donald Trump has a led life of obscene excess. He frequently brags about his wealth and the beauty of his stable of prostitutes. His entire ethos (at least he has one) can be summarized as “life ain’t nothing but bitches and money”.
Who better to be held up as an example of all that is good in a party that cherishes belt-tightening family values frugality?
(h/t reader J)
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