Diary

As the Old Euchre Player Would Say: "What's Trump?"

Well, for one thing, he’s not Ronald Reagan.

Old-fashioned Stalinists had been seeping into Hollywood since the 1930’s, and Reagan began to notice, as time went on –and World Wars popped up– that there was a virulent new strain of Anti-Americanism abroad in his industry.

Patriotic Democrat politics was no longer the simple dime-store emotional collectivist appeals of Franklin Roosevelt– no, some of these people, like Paul Jarrico and director Jules Dassin were deep into Soviet espionage, as the Verona cables confirmed in the 1990’s. Reagan (and others, such as Walt Disney) could sniff them out, and he began an earnest, life-long campaign to ideologically crush them.

Thus, Ronald Reagan was a conservative patriot, and had been for most of his adult and professional life. He was steeped in the American ideal –that is, the celebration of the inherent dignity of the individual– and his life-long passion was to defend the greatness of the individual against ruthless totalitarian mobocracy and collectivism.

Reagan had a passion for the individual– the lone, God-scented person, achieving what they could, pursuing ideas and passions with their own inspired gifts– and was a warrior with them against powerful groups, be they from Moscow or Washington or Sunset Boulevard.

Going out on the road for General Electric, and making speeches in defense of the this ideal was a natural extension of this passion. So was running for Governor of California, after a decade of watching Edmund Brown (Moonbeam’s papa) twisting Reagan’s Golden State into a pretzel. And, finally, so was running for President. When seen through the framework of his political world-view, one marvels at the seamlessness of Reagan’s glide-path: He knew the individual was under assault in a nation set up to defend the individual from senseless, wanton trespass, and he wanted to do what he could to fight it. It was that simple.

Donald Trump? I’m not aware of his long struggle in defense of the individual. I’m guess I’m not familiar with his battle for conservative principles.

I am aware that he’s a developer –probably one of the most successful developers in human history. And what do developers  do? They develop.

They schmooze. They sell. They stroke. They pounce. They build their brand.

I don’t think I’ve read Trump’s long body of work at Commentary, or National Review, or American Spectator, defending conservative principals. I’ve not read his briefs defending conservatism in State and Federal Courts.

What I have read of his at the Wall Street Journal and Time Magazine over the years is a Hodge-podge of bizarre rationalizations for actions he’s already taken to further his own business interests. Fine. As I say: He’s a developer. He’s developing.

What is he developing now, though, is the question. Answer? Himself, of course. C’mon people– we have the political equivalent of Newton’s Third Law of Motion: For each liberal assault on freedom and the individual, there will be an equal and opposite reaction on the part of patriotic, normal, Judaeo-Christian Americans. And, Lord have we been under assault in the last number of months.

But, let’s not fly off to Perot-land looking for someone to talk straight who’s spent his whole life equivocating, schmoozing and selling. Making deals

The first question Mr. Trump needs to answer from earnest conservatives is: Would he go Third Party if John Ellis Bush is the Republican nominee? If he answers “yes”– fine, great. We’ve lost the election anyway if we nominate that fop. Same for Kris Krispy Kreme, and Archie Graham, and Kaisich, and Pitaki, and the other RINO miscreants. If, on the other hand, he won’t manifestly say he’ll get out of the way for a nominated [mc_name name=’Sen. Ted Cruz (R-TX)’ chamber=’senate’ mcid=’C001098′ ] or Walker (and precious few others), then we have a problem, Houston.

Remind me, goes the old Euchre-table belch: “What’s Trump again?”