Trump for Dictator! 

Trump for goddam DICTATOR!  Sure, why not?   He has the right level of political experience and diplomatic sophistication.  A cruder more loudmouthed demagogue cannot be found...and that's what we want now.  So dictator sounds good.  The people have spoken.  Anyway, the office is more suitable for the kind of society we have become.  And the times should get the leaders they deserve. 

It's High Noon in this country. Time to toss aside the moth-eaten façade of democratic humanitarian political correctness we’ve been limping around behind.  Time to either put civilization on steroids or jettison all that half-hearted nonsense for a hard look at who we really are in the 21st Century; an age of rampant insanity where mass murder is an almost daily event, and extremist sects, dedicated to little more than wholesale carnage, have thousands of eager recruits and adherents.  Not a few of them come from the U.S.A.

In order to better understand the motivating factors behind the whole grotesque Trump/Palin/ISIS/militia/Tea-Party/al-Qaeda lunatic show let’s take a peek at some of the less-well-known and more subtle reasons why there are always so many ready to join up:

I was at the gym the other night and did a few laps in a large mirrored room originally intended for aerobics. As usual, it was full of stylish 20-somethings doing their “workouts”. These consisting primarily of lightweight efforts with 10lb barbells and a lot of looking at themselves in the mirrors and resting. As always, someone had routed inspirational music through the loudspeakers. This time it was French Montana, an Arab-American vocalist whose rap output consisted mostly of lyrics like “I like to FUCK…shit, yeah…ummm… uhhh…FUCK!” shouted in semi-coordination with a lot of drum pounding and mixed over orchestral excerpts from…surprise…Beethoven. Everybody in the room seemed to be heavily into the profound lyrics and were bobbing their heads to the beat. Tattoos were de rigeur and none of my companions spent more than a few seconds looking away from either the mirror or a smartphone. Earbuds remained firmly in place, regardless of what was blasting out of the speakers. Apart from the really pumped guys outside bench pressing 200-plus and generally looking like they acquired those skills in prison, no one was even breaking a sweat.  But everyone was thoroughly ensconced in a small-screen private world.

That’s just the gym. Outside, on the train, on the street, in the elevators, I doubt that even a fully armed terrorist would penetrate the cloud of self-absorption.  Just forget about getting noses out of I-pods any time before the bullets fly.   In an age of cyber-narcissism where favorite realities are virtual, being asked to notice and think about what is happening in one's immediate vicinity is a tough sell.   Why interact with hard reality when you can live in your own personal world of adolescent nonsense - or interact with mutant megazoids in cyber war games?  As the latest withdrawn mass-murderer in Oregon noted, one of his favorite interests was killing zombies online. 

It really surprises me that people who have morphed into creatures like this are expected to: a) fully understand, and b) truly espouse the ideals intrinsic to the advanced democracies of the new millennium.  No damn chance.  Bottom line...what’s easier and more appealing; thinking though the intricacies and imperatives that shaped the framing of the Iran nuclear accords, or fuckin’ killing zombies, trolls, orcs etc. on some gaming platform?  Who wants to understand the complex subtleties governing immigration reform when you can be checking who's following your Twitter feeds?  Let’s get real! 

As Americans, we’ve never been a particularly studious or refined people; sales of the lurid pink pages of the sensational Police Gazette, which specialized in crime and sex in the 1890’s, attest to our constancy. But there was always some forum; school, family, or literature, promoting the higher ideals of civilization. Now, for the first time ever, imbecilic juvenility is instantly available and totally immersive. 

Commentators wonder why the globally violent world of 2016 sucks. I'd like to suggest it's because a very large proportion of the people in it are inhaling with their lips pursed. In the old days it used to be legitimate governments who waged wars and committed atrocities. The soldiers led by these governments did unspeakable things they would not consider otherwise. But hey, times have changed. None of us are very nice anymore, at all, anywhere.

Check the news videos from China/Russia/Georgia/Detroit. A child is hit by a car and lies bleeding in the street. Passersby rush to the scene…and begin snapping Instagram pictures.  John A. Whoever waltzes into a school, restaurant or theatre and opens fire with an awesome and legally-purchased arsenal of death and suffering. We wring our hands for a few days, do some boohoo weeping, get photo’d leaving flowers and candles and teddy bears and then move on to something more entertaining. We watch real-time videos of loathsomely evil torture and murder in Mexico and the Mideast and then make moronic comments that that the imagery isn’t clear enough. We see pictures of clear-cut rainforests in Brazil and click over to  read about a volunteer doctor in Pakistan machine-gunned by three subhumans on a motorcycle, barely get out a “tsk” and then flip to celebrity news. The outrage meter saturated long ago. There is so much obscenity in the world, nothing registers very deeply anymore. Anybody remember the Hutus and Tutsis? Boko who? 

We are now logging just about one mass murder every two weeks in the USA and frankly it’s a little surprising it’s not more. When we no longer have any identity as real people or any power to change things; when all our reality is either online or on portable little screens; when our lives are pre-programmed, predigested vidbites, when the level of mature social interaction rarely rises above that of early junior high school, when the world news is almost universally bad, there is very little difference between shooting zombies online and one day just going ahead and shooting those wetware entities you don’t particularly like at school. 

No one should be surprised that ISIS has over-the-top success with recruiting new cannon-fodder for its armies of murderers. Guns are real. They give power. Pull the trigger: Cause and effect. Pain and suffering aren’t real. No way to do it online.  Anyone see the late-night cable TV program "Ridiculousness" aimed at the 20+ demographic?   Hour after hour of people smashing into light posts, falling off bicycles, dropping off the sides of buildings.  The host and panelist all sit there guffawing and making crude comments.  The suffering of others is hilarious when it's all just imagery.  We have way too little experience with painful reality...and its getting less real all the time.

Trump is definitely the guy for these times. Low grade abuse of anyone who crosses him.  Not even a vestige of decorum on any level.  Pure appeal gold for aggressive troglodytes. You don’t have to think, you don’t have to ponder, you just have to react. What your gut tells you is right is right!   You’ve watched enough Fox to detest Obama and his Liberal Socialist cronies. You know those Mexicans are all either retarded trolls or killers and drug lords.  You know that global warming is a liberal myth. Fuckin' A!

Trump’s clearly the man for this kind of a civilization, or lack therof. He plays the game perfectly as the line continues to blur between reality and the the World of the Little Screens.   Don’t think, don’t reason…that’s the domain of bleeding heart liberals. Doesn't matter if you've got no plan for effectively dealing with the root causes of terrorism.  Just talk bombs and Booyah! it always works. Bush knew it too! Don’t reason, don’t hesitate or backtrack, just blast your way in there and git those WMDs!

And if the morons prevail from sheer numbers, and the world just gets too dangerous from too little wisdom...well, when you've got more money than God - it's not a problem.  "Hey, it was fun while it lasted, but you know, I've got some castles in Switzerland that need looking after..."

C'mon America! Your gut knows what’s right and if you need to verbalize it in more than a sentence, you’re a dangerous faggot. Make America Great Again!

Elections are no obstacle. Time for a dictator, again.