Victoria Jelinek


British Writer Pens The Best Description Of Trump I’ve Read

This post was published by Michael Stevenson*, aka Dai Bando, Johnny Foreigner, Monsieur Pas De Merde, a blogger of French and British culture. It was some time ago, but I feel that as Trump becomes increasingly dangerous and cruel, and the world – a veritable mess – longs for (reasonable) American leadership, it’s worth looking at this piece again in order to both appreciate great writing as well as to consider, yet again, how fundamentally distasteful Trump is as a human being.

 

British Writer Pens The Best Description Of Trump I’ve Read

 

Someone on Quora asked “Why do some British people not like Donald Trump?” Nate White, an articulate and witty writer from England wrote the following response:

A few things spring to mind.   Trump lacks certain qualities which the British traditionally esteem. For instance, he has no class, no charm, no coolness, no credibility, no compassion, no wit, no warmth, no wisdom, no subtlety, no sensitivity, no self-awareness, no humility, no honour and no grace – all qualities, funnily enough, with which his predecessor Mr. Obama was generously blessed. So for us, the stark contrast does rather throw Trump’s limitations into embarrassingly sharp relief.

Plus, we like a laugh. And while Trump may be laughable, he has never once said anything wry, witty or even faintly amusing – not once, ever. I don’t say that rhetorically, I mean it quite literally: not once, not ever. And that fact is particularly disturbing to the British sensibility – for us, to lack humour is almost inhuman.

But with Trump, it’s a fact. He doesn’t even seem to understand what a joke is – his idea of a joke is a crass comment, an illiterate insult, a casual act of cruelty.

Trump is a troll. And like all trolls, he is never funny and he never laughs; he only crows or jeers.   And scarily, he doesn’t just talk in crude, witless insults – he actually thinks in them. His mind is a simple bot-like algorithm of petty prejudices and knee-jerk nastiness.

There is never any under-layer of irony, complexity, nuance or depth. It’s all surface.   Some Americans might see this as refreshingly upfront. Well, we don’t. We see it as having no inner world, no soul.   And in Britain we traditionally side with David, not Goliath. All our heroes are plucky underdogs: Robin Hood, Dick Whittington, Oliver Twist. Trump is neither plucky, nor an underdog. He is the exact opposite of that. He’s not even a spoiled rich-boy, or a greedy fat-cat.   He’s more a fat white slug. A Jabba the Hutt of privilege.


And worse, he is that most unforgivable of all things to the British: a bully. That is, except when he is among bullies; then he suddenly transforms into a snivelling sidekick instead.   There are unspoken rules to this stuff – the Queensberry rules of basic decency – and he breaks them all. He punches downwards – which a gentleman should, would, could never do – and every blow he aims is below the belt. He particularly likes to kick the vulnerable or voiceless – and he kicks them when they are down.

So the fact that a significant minority – perhaps a third – of Americans look at what he does, listen to what he says, and then think ‘Yeah, he seems like my kind of guy’ is a matter of some confusion and no little distress to British people, given that:
• Americans are supposed to be nicer than us, and mostly are.
• You don’t need a particularly keen eye for detail to spot a few flaws in the man.

This last point is what especially confuses and dismays British people, and many other people too; his faults seem pretty bloody hard to miss. After all, it’s impossible to read a single tweet, or hear him speak a sentence or two, without staring deep into the abyss. He turns being artless into an art form; he is a Picasso of pettiness; a Shakespeare of shit. His faults are fractal: even his flaws have flaws, and so on ad infinitum. God knows there have always been stupid people in the world, and plenty of nasty people too. But rarely has stupidity been so nasty, or nastiness so stupid.   He makes Nixon look trustworthy and George W look smart. In fact, if Frankenstein decided to make a monster assembled entirely from human flaws – he would make a Trump.

And a remorseful Doctor Frankenstein would clutch out big clumpfuls of hair and scream in anguish: ‘My God… what… have… I… created? If being a twat was a TV show, Trump would be the boxed set.

 

* https://pasdemerde.com/2019/10/18/british-writer-pens-the-best-description-of-trump-ive-read/



Letter to the Democratic National Committee

To the Democratic National Committee

I come from a family of staunch Democratic Party supporters who have canvassed, campaigned, and fundraised on its behalf for decades. My faith in the Party is, however, shaken. In its place is the suspicion that, ultimately, the Democratic Party is the same as the Republican Party.

In the wake of an electoral upset on November 8th that resulted in an ideological civil war, exacerbated by the consequent behavior of Donald Trump, the Democrats have been silent. There has not been critical attention and investigation to any number of offenses to the office of US president that Trump may have committed, such as his conflict of interests; or his refusal to release tax returns; or his potential collusion with a foreign power in order to defraud the elections; or numerous testimonies of sexual harassment (as well as a court filing for rape of a minor); or the fact that donors to his campaign are now nominees for cabinet posts; or that his staff (like much of yours) is wealthy and white; or that there have been overt Neo Nazi activity in his name; or that he poses a threat to fragile diplomatic alliances (see Russia, Taiwan). If it hadn’t been for Obama’s stepping in to temporarily halt the DAPL or the Arctic drilling, we the people would feel utterly adrift. Do the Democrats exist other than as flaccid interview subjects? A party who declares “We don’t know yet what Trump will do…so we’ll wait and see…” This makes no sense unless you are, in fact, indebted to the same forces that have allowed Trump to have the power he suddenly has.

Unless you speak up unequivocally and ardently for the people in general, you have no right to use the term ‘progressive’ or claim to be making ‘progress.’ Moreover, articles IV, V, VI, VII, IX, X, XII, XIII, of your platform statement are empty. Fear that you may ‘rock the boat’ of potential funders, corporate leaders, and your peers, and consequently lose your position, must end. You won’t be remembered for being a coward. We the people are ready for radical action and will support you in real numbers if you actually act judiciously and decisively.

Start right now. Don’t be on the defense, start an offense. Take Trump to task. Give interviews and raise direct questions pointing the media to where they should cast their eye. Comment critically on the consistency of Trump’s inconsistencies. Question his cabinet choices and their role in his campaign financing openly. Demand to see Trump’s and his family’s tax returns. Demand he lives in the White House or that he pay for it personally – why should the taxpayer finance this when children in the US go without food, education or healthcare? Be like Joseph Welch—the lawyer who memorably asked McCarthy during a televised hearing–whether he had “no sense of decency. ” Win (back) the support of the American people by your actions and your words. Platitudes and empty promises are evident even to young children, and it is this flaccidity that attracted many people to Trump in the first place. And it’s this inability to be courageous in the face of real opposition that is fueling my own disenchantment with the Democrats. We the people are terrified of the day that Obama leaves office and takes any integrity and intelligence modern politics may have with him. Most of we Democrats suspect there will be a power vacuum that, at best, will lead to complete kleptocracy and authoritarianism. In the worse scenario, to global destabilization and war – neither is good.

Get off the fence now.

Sincerely,