Donald Trump has been unusually well behaved since the twin debacles of calling out “his” African-American at a rally and declaring that a respected federal judge who was born and raised in the U.S. can’t objectively preside over the Trump U lawsuit because of his family’s Mexican roots.
The few times he’s spoken he’s even used a tele-prompter, something he’s mocked other candidates for, and more or less stuck to the flat, dull, adult words crawling across the screen therein.
The fun, in short – if you define fun as being rude, boorish and intentionally outrageous – has been sucked out of The Donald, whether by him, his party or both.
This is not good news.
I prefer it when bigots and bullies are themselves and say what they really think. At least you know where you stand with them, and can adjust accordingly.
It’s the silent ones you have to watch out for – the ones who hide behind rhetoric, saying the right things even when it’s clear by their actions they don’t believe them.
Those are the dangerous people.
I just described the entire Republican Party, by the way. For decades, the party playbook has been built around the core notion of saying one thing while doing another.
And with good reason. They realize they’re fighting a losing battle against demographics when it comes to women, Hispanics, blacks, Muslims, LGBTs and the poor in this country, so it makes sense to say how very, very much the party cares about them, while legislatively proving otherwise.
Trump, of course, hasn’t followed that script. Up to now and to the horror of party bosses, he’s dispensed with pretense and been refreshingly blunt about the kind of America he envisions – from building walls to banning Muslims to kicking out Mexicans.
Oddly enough, I respected him for that. The thing about Trump is if he’s elected president, no one could say “Gosh, who knew?”
With him, it’s all out there and people have a clear choice.
I suspect that’s about to change. If the last week is any indication, methinks we’re about to get a heavy dose of Donald Lite – still the same old ribald guy but fortified with the party-recommended daily doses of restraint, tolerance and inclusiveness.
All of it phoney.
Ah, well. Honesty was fun while it lasted.
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