Trumpers, beware. You are painting yourselves into a very dark corner. The world is watching, and the future is patiently awaiting your arrival.
You have been manipulated by forces unseen to be the welcoming dupes that you are. What those forces have accomplished for you with your well-trained denial of Trump’s incompetence, what they have accomplished with your reinforcement of his ego, with your assurances that no one “has a chance” of beating him in an election, with all of the accusations of “rigged elections,” and “deep state,” and “fake news,” and media-out-to-get-him crap, is to provide yourselves with the perfect self-fulfilling prophecy no matter what happens in this horrid presidency. The safety of your mental construct is assured. Whatever happens, you will now be able to say, “I told you so!”
You admit, “He’s not perfect.” But you forgive so much that is unforgivable. You are willing to ignore his glaring faults and deficits. For you, he rides a white horse and carries the lance of freedom. He is the “best ever.” And “the other side” is out to get him no matter what, just because they are “deranged” enough to accuse him of all sorts of things. No matter that he has actually committed those acts, which are unimportant in the grand scheme of things. You label this constant attack with truths you do not like, the Trump Derangement Syndrome. Yet you are completely unable to see the irony of such a label in the face of your own sycophancy. You are satisfied, unshaken. You are enamored. And because of the intractable “evil” of his attackers, he is vulnerable and you must defend him. His attackers are everywhere. You know these things beyond all doubt. And you know that if he stumbles, it will be because of the never-ending unbearable assaults against his “goodness” as a leader. And therefore, whatever happens, you can say I told you so.
If he wins re-election, I told you so.
If he is defeated, I told you so.
If he is impeached for an unprecedented second time, I told you so.
If after leaving office he is tried, convicted, and imprisoned, I told you so.
If he dies of a heart attack while in office, their constant unfair hounding killed him! I told you so!
If history remembers him as the scourge of the 21st century, I told you so.
You are “safe.” You can’t lose whenever he ultimately loses. And he will lose. Everybody does. But he has earned the pending fall like few others before him.
When he does fall, you will have that pompous attitude of superiority that permits a facial smirk of pretentious ignorance. And the world will know you for what you are. Your stamp will be anathema. Today, with your blind loyalty you are earning this fate for yourself and probably for your progeny.
In his floundering pandemic response, Trump has discovered the inevitability of his own incompetence. He has sabotaged his own re-election. He has fumbled away his chances in chaotic efforts to escape the virus’ outcomes. In place of effective remedies that he was given upon entering the office, he instead attempted the same lies, diversions, and gas-lighting that have won him so much notoriety in the past. And you have stuck right with him through the lies and incompetence.
History will remember Donald J. Trump as the crass, ignorant, self-centered charlatan that he is. It will remember you as the laughing-stock patsies dutifully anointing him as a noble hero. Democracy and the rest of the world will survive you, but the odds are good that your grandchildren will deny you.
However, for now, you are “safe.” Enjoy it while you can. The clock ticks.
