The Presidential election of 2016 is long past, and the Inauguration of
Donald Trump a windy memory. The charges leveled against him by the liberal
Left – sexist, misogynist, racist ignoramus – never stuck; and despite protests,
marches, and petitions, calling for his head, he was elected, is in the White
House, and will be there for at least four years.
Hillary Clinton was roundly defeated. The American electorate chose a
vaudevillian; a man of Hollywood, Las Vegas, and the streets of New York to
express their frustrations, resentment, and anger at the Eastern Establishment,
Washington, K and Wall Streets, and the powers that be.
Adlai Stevenson’s ‘Little Man’ once again is having his say, but this time
successfully. Millions of the disaffected, politically and economically
marginalized, and just plain forgotten, spoke with one voice and elected Donald
Trump to office; and are determined to see him succeed.
Only the Left missed the point and still don’t get it. Trump supporters knew
precisely whom they were electing – a braggadocio, a carny barker, an
outrageous, oversized, magnificent blowhard. They loved his political
incorrectness and willingness to take on all comers – Pocahontas, Crooked
Hillary, Crazy Bernie, and Low Energy Jeb.
Each time Trump went off-program and Borscht Belt at opponents’ expense, his
supporters shouted for more. They had been zipped, closeted, and shut up for
decades by righteous progressives; so it is no wonder that they have delighted
in the excesses of their candidate.
Now in office, Donald Trump has not reformed nor will he. For almost two years he has
been as outrageous and unpredictable as he ever was on the stump – even more so;
and only the entrenched old guard are surprised. More importantly they are
flummoxed. They have no idea what to do with an unreconstructed,
unapologetic showman.
His arm candy wife, yachts, golf resorts, and uber-mansions are too much, too
bourgeois, too superficial, and simply too obvious for the Presidency.
They lament Hyannisport and Camelot, Kennebunkport, Texas and California
ranches, Martha’s Vineyard, Pablo Casals, and Robert Frost.
In short, to progressives Donald Trump is not ‘presidential’; but in leveling
this latest charge, they betray their social and political myopia. Trump is
not presidential because he does not act presidential – a textbook example of
begging the question.
Of course we know what they mean. They want Mr. Trump to act like Lincoln,
FDR, Woodrow Wilson, and Thomas Jefferson all rolled into one – modest,
well-spoken, respectful, careful, and dutiful. They want erudition, oratory,
and stature.
Democrats may have applauded LBJ for his principled stance on civil rights
and poverty, but he never shook his country bumpkin image. To those who loved
Kennedy, his successor was not only a happenstance stand-in but a rube – a
pushy, manipulative, cracker-talking Texan dirt farmer. In their eyes he was
marginally presidential but presidential nonetheless. He at least met the
minimum requirements of the office.
Ronald Reagan was a B-movie actor, television huckster, and
hail-fellow-well-met politicians; but he never embarrassed himself, never went
overboard. If he was not as eloquent as Kennedy or FDR, he embodied the
American presidency – stalwart, principled, and socially conservative.
No one or nothing prepared the liberal and conservative establishments for
Donald Trump. Not only is he considered retrograde and beyond the pale of
political opportunity; he is a cultural outlier, a social maverick who redefined
the term, and a true take-no-prisoners individualist.
Of course he still calls Elizabeth Warren ‘Pocahontas’; and of
course he still ridicules liberal media presenters. Only the deadly
serious, righteous Left finds no humor in the Twitter exchange between Trump and
MSNBC anchors Mika Brzezinski and Joe Scarborough. All three know they are
playing for ratings and enjoying it to no end. If these two media-savvy
personalities don’t know what’s what, no one does.
The howls that ‘Trump is not being presidential’ grow only louder the
more his critics are befuddled by the man and dig in their heels to defend what
they insist must be the ‘propriety, dignity, and honor’ of the office.
It remains to be seen whether or not Donald Trump will be a good president –
i.e. one who manages international affairs to American advantage, who oversees
the cultural reform of a country badly disordered by race, gender, and
ethnicity; who rolls back intrusive government regulation; and who deals
decisively with national security and immigration. His oversized, irremediable
personality may get in his way; and success may only be assured through the
collective performance of his Cabinet and loyalists in Congress.
This is beside the point. All Americans hope – or should hope – that Donald
Trump does not come tumbling down; and that public policy can be developed and
implemented despite the personality of the President. The issue is ‘acting
presidential’.
Trump’s detractors must understand that there is no such thing and must come
to grips with the fact that someone from the big tent and not the cloakroom is
in power. It is time to get over his tweets, his zingers, and his jokes and pay
attention to issues of governance, policy, and programs. The hysteria is getting very old.
Monday, July 3, 2017
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