I really can’t not recommend Andrew Sullivan’s return to the world of letters enough. And not because it is drawn out, self-regarding and tedious. I knew what I was getting before the page finished loading and I read:
As this dystopian election campaign has unfolded, my mind keeps being tugged by a passage in Plato’s Republic.
That’s not the only thing that gets tugged during the very, very, very dense article about how mean, pushy liberals made white people flock to Trump in droves and now America is going to be destroyed.
For the white working class, having had their morals roundly mocked, their religion deemed primitive, and their economic prospects decimated, now find their very gender and race, indeed the very way they talk about reality, described as a kind of problem for the nation to overcome. This is just one aspect of what Trump has masterfully signaled as “political correctness” run amok, or what might be better described as the newly rigid progressive passion for racial and sexual equality of outcome, rather than the liberal aspiration to mere equality of opportunity.
Sound familiar? Of course it does. Sullivan is wrestling with the same damn strawliberal every member of the bigot defense league has attacked since they admitted that Trump wasn’t going to go away if everyone ignored him.
So let’s skip to some amusing bits. Like the mandatory cocktail anecdote!
And so, as I chitchatted over cocktails at a Washington office Christmas party in December, and saw, looming above our heads, the pulsating, angry televised face of Donald Trump on Fox News, I couldn’t help but feel a little nausea permeate my stomach.
As an aside, if running Fox News is standard entertainment for these soirees, I’m glad I don’t get invited to them.
And Sullivan’s solutions to Save America are a veritable LOLmine.
Step 1 – “We” should stop picking on the Republicans and enable them because the alternative is gloom and doom and things go boom.
More to the point, those Republicans desperately trying to use the long-standing rules of their own nominating process to thwart this monster deserve our passionate support, not our disdain. This is not the moment to remind them that they partly brought this on themselves. This is a moment to offer solidarity, especially as the odds are increasingly stacked against them.
For the record I have never said the Republicans partly brought Trump on themselves. I have always said it is entirely their fault. But pretending that the GOP became the clusterfuck that it is today sorta accidentally not on purpose is standard for these pieces, because addressing the real problem, or even reality, is very much not central to the point.
That brings us to Step 2 – The Republicans should offer the Democrats the Unity Ponies that must be buried under all this horse shit!
And if they fail in Indiana or Cleveland, as they likely will, they need, quite simply, to disown their party’s candidate. They should resist any temptation to loyally back the nominee or to sit this election out. They must take the fight to Trump at every opportunity, unite with Democrats and Independents against him, and be prepared to sacrifice one election in order to save their party and their country.
Likelihood of this happening in this iteration of reality? Negative any percent. But reality didn’t stop the last 5,000 people who wrote this article, so why should it have stopped Sullivan?