This is something I wrote just after the election as a form of therapy and also to document my recollections of how this went down from my perspective.
I began this election season with a passion for collecting Donald Trump quotes.
I have quite a collection. The idea that a billionaire New York wheeler and dealer, who could hardly put four words together in a row, and was part of a tv series where his role was to tell people that “your fired” was going to run for president, intrigued me.
Moreover, some of the quotes are quite remarkable. Mel Brooks said something like
“he cant get out of the race. He’s the best thing for comedy that has happened in decades” (I wonder what he thinks now). But eventually, it started taking up so much time I needed to get back to work.
I campaigned hard for Bernie Sanders. When we saw the DNC steal that election
we knew that the Democratic leadership was not going to accept the Bern. Ok, politics is dirty and Bernie lost.
But when wikileaks exposed the DNC corruption, they decided it was best if the head of the DNC, Deborah Wasserman-Schults, would leave, but instead of sanely having her gracefully disappear for awhile, Hillary says something like “we will make her an honorary member of the campaign”. I thought, she just said “fuck you america. If you are loyal to me and screw the american people, I will make you royalty. Then after Bill Clinton met AG Loretta Lynch on the tarmac in Phoenix and spent half an hour in private in the airplane she does it again. Hillary says something like “hindsight is 20-20”. Kinda like the weak female AG just couldnt resist the big strong male Bill Clinton. I thought, two Marie Antoinetteisms. Im getting real tired of this abuse.
So, as with other disaffected Bernie supporters, during the election I started to suffer from some serious cognitive dissonance as follows:
“So, Hillary and the DNC stole the primary election and stole it from possibly the first good presidential candidate since Kennedy, but because the alternative (The Donald) was so horrific, I am supposed to vote for Hillary”
As a student of fallacies and dilemmas, I recognized the the cognitive dissonance was coming from this election dilemma. Was this a classical dilemma? After searching I found it It is “ the beaten housewife dilemma” Namely, a man beats his wife. He then informs her that either she stays with him or out she goes.
Now, dilemmas you cant really solve. The only way to really solve a dilemma is what is called a “change in logical type”. Namely, from the view of the housewife, the husband thinks she has two options. 1) stay or 2) leave. But he does not realise that there is a third. 3) she takes a loaded revolver and shoots him dead.
She may go to jail, but the dilemma is over. So thats what I did. I killed my abusive candidate and her democratic party. Not only did I not vote for Hillary (that would be the leaving option), I instead voted for the Donald (killing the abusive husband option). Now, the first thing many ask me is “ do you regret it?” No I do not. I simply participated in the destruction of the Hildebeast and the Democratic party. Do I support Trump? No, I do not. i think he is a dangerous fool.
Let me finish with these final thoughts. The morning after I voted I was extremely melancholy. What has this country become where I would vote for such a creature? I went that afternoon to one of my cafes and found one of my cafe buddies. We greeted and signalled that yes we could visit and so I sat down with him. I said
“Mike, your looking real chipper today” He said, “Yup, I think we are really going to be able to hold Hillary’s feet to the fire on this progressive platform” I laughed but said “you cant be serious” but I did not mention that the real reason I laughed was the arrogance regarding the outcome of election. That was the first time I realized that the left was quite clueless as to what was going on to the right.