Well, I have had my fun with The Donald -- full bore schadenfreude, to be honest ["shameful joy," for those who are wondering.] Now, let me give voice to some rather deeper fears. Virtually everyone who has commented on the towering Trump has observed that the real story is the existence of a non-trivial segment of the American people who resonate to his bloviating. This segment is small, as everyone reassuringly remarks, but I think that underestimates its destructive potential.
I am old enough to be haunted by the turn to horrific fascism of Weimar Germany, the culturally and intellectually most advanced and exciting place in pre-War Europe. I am old enough to recall the anti-communist hysteria fueled by the unhinged accusations of Joseph McCarthy and his fellow red-baiters. And I am marginally well-read enough to be aware of the countless other examples of violent, irrational, destructive right-wing outbursts in the past several hundred years.
No, Donald Trump will not win the Republican Presidential nomination. I rather doubt he will get enough votes in this or that primary to collect a single delegate to the Convention. But the millions of hysterical, deeply disaffected, paranoid Americans represented by his "ten percent in the polls" are not going to evaporate simply because the Donald takes his hair and slouches off to one of his towers.
What would be the effect of yet another financial debacle -- virtually a certainty in light of the current state of American capitalism? A more plausible and less ridiculous avatar of the rage it would trigger could wreak terrible damage on this society, all of it aimed at the people I identify as my comrades and the principles I embrace.
What is to be done [if I may channel Lenin]? I do not know. Do readers have suggestions?