What to do about Donald

LARRY ANDERSON
Larry Anderson
OMG!
It’s The Donald!
Conventional politics in America has been rocked to its foundation by the arrival of a peculiarly coifed non-politician named Trump.
Disillusioned voters seem delighted; party bosses and big money players who advocate business as usual are flummoxed.
Democrats and many Republicans seem united in the cause of putting The Donald in his place because there is little room in D.C. for an alternative voice attached to a larger-than-life persona.
Especially one willing to approach problems they are too timid to address themselves.
Particularly if there may be a plan to do the dangerous business of solving issues that have dragged on for years.
What America may finally have is someone with the stones to ruffle feathers, to ignore the preaching of political correctness, to go beyond the restraints of media and party approval and actually get something meaningful done.
Here’s the main problem with Trump for the parties: He doesn’t need their money to run his campaign; therefore, he is immune to the influences of anyone/anything outside his own carefully constructed circle.
No financial investment, no influence. No influence, no control. No control, no power.
The Republican powers-that-be are terrified, but Democrats are horrified too at the prospect of a successful capitalist who actually understands how economies work. And fail.
Here is a potential president who doesn’t need his party’s approval for a presentation that is clearly resonating. How can a party assert its influence on an independent man with a spine?
Furthermore, Trump is media savvy unlike anyone since Ronald Reagan. He understands the media’s influence and biases and how to maximize time before the camera. Several competitors spent way more money than Trump in primaries thus far and got far fewer votes. Ask Jeb Bush about that.
You remember Jeb, don’t you?
Trump is the new Teflon candidate. Attempts at distortions haven’t worked. Accusations slung have been flung back. Labels have fallen off. Irrational accusations have been met by a voice barely raised but cranky.
Trump’s brand of politics is new. He is political without appearing to be so. He keeps his agenda cards close to the vest, but has the drawing power of a rock star. Massive crowds have gathered to hear The Donald repeat himself in a lengthy, strung-together resume of his impressive accomplishments.
It’s weird, but it is also understandable. After nearly eight years of economic stammering and national decline into a morass of Leftist yahooism, people are ready for a political binge.
Yep, D.C. politics has a problem with a bad tan. Trump is a salve for the Obama canker.
What to do about Donald before a new performer enters the old political theater?
What to do about a person who has made more money than most can dream about?
What to do about a person who listens to his own voice instead of the bumper-sticker politicking of the politically correct?
Donald Trump is more than Hillary Clinton’s opponent, you know; he is her antithesis.
Hillary is PAC big money; Trump is his own sponsor.
Clinton is open border; Trump wants a wall and accountability.
HRC wants a loose interpretation of Constitution and law; not so The Donald.
Lefties love the redistribution that has enriched economic rivals like Mexico and China at the expense of American jobs and workers. Trump wants an economy that favors the folks at home.
The list of differences is lengthy, but more and more Americans are beginning to realize they are getting hosed by their own government’s behavior and policies. Trump has articulated that view most clearly within the field.
So!
Now is the time to destroy Donald, not just politically, but personally in that fine Alinsky tradition.
It’s time to gather mud. Call Trump a racist, the most feared stab of all, without proof. Talk about the disaster he would be as if what we have now isn’t so.
March about with signs aloft. Tell lies. Force Donald to defend all kinds of things minor within their context.
Try to pick him apart like so many political buzzards on a roadside corpse. Shout him down. Play the victim to the max.
Destroy the man while intoning tolerance.
But be careful, you enemies of The Donald. All that could fail as it has so far.
Come January, there could very well be a new sheriff in town, one interested in fixing one screwed-up country and unapologetic in his intent.
If that happens, it might behoove you all to stay out of his path.
I predict a hurricane.
