52 long, dark nights for America: In need of a Donald*
Fifty-two long, dark nights to go.
Trump’s Daily Twitter Highlight: “Wacky
@NYTimesDowd, who hardly knows me, makes up things that I never said for her boring interviews and column. A neurotic dope! The failing @nytimes has gone nuts that Crooked Hillary is doing so badly. They are willing to say anything, has become a laughingstock rag! My lawyers want to sue the failing @nytimes so badly for irresponsible intent. I said no (for now), but they are watching. Really disgusting”
Clinton’s Daily Twitter Highlight: “As
@FLOTUS said, this election is about what kind of country we want to be and what we want to leave behind for future generations.”
Daily election article of interest: Jimmy Fallon Mussing Donald Trump’s Hair Is the Point of No Return
I really don’t intend these nightly bleatings to be so Trump-centric. As I keep observing, thinking deeply about Trump, like eating cheese, is probably best not done just before sleep, and yet inevitably at the end of each day there is another list of absurd statements that he has made that play on all my fears. He haunts this election so how can he not be the last thought before sleep?
During the primaries I made the very pretentious analogy of this election being like Bleak House ; the Democrat race being the like the dull first-person Esther Summerson chapters while the Republicans are the alternating third-person chapters which are full of all the grime and the grotesques – i.e. the readable half of the novel. The turgid, earnest, self-righteous Esther chapters are something you simply have to plough through before you can get back to the good stuff. Well that pretentious (and convoluted) analogy still, for me, holds now that we’ve whittled the field down to Trump and Clinton. Clinton, bless her, even seems to have made herself something of a paragon of the Dickensian heroine by coming down with an inopportune illness, while Trump – a name Dickens would have been proud to have christened one of his characters – carries on being the vibrantly evil grotesque he is**.
That vibrancy was on display again last night with Trump’s suggestion that Clinton’s bodyguards be disarmed and then “Let’s see what happens to her.” And with that, I give you Peter Serafinowicz’s Cockney Trump …
** The Phiz caricature of Trump would be something to behold.