re: #121 goddamnedfrank

Somehow, in the middle of nearly every passably legible think piece about how scary Trump truly is I always seem to come across floating nuggets of observed wisdom such as this bit below that causes me to truly wonder about where I actually fit into in this society.

I don’t get that at all. It is quite the opposite for me, almost physically painful. When I watch him speak first I’m just saddened and amazed by the kinds of people that are so stupid and hateful to buy into his blatant lies, insultingly simplistic “solution” and pathetic fear mongering. Then I’m fearful for the inevitable victims of his grotesque racist scapegoating and deeply angered that someone so obviously and amazingly psychotic, narcissistic and deranged is likely to be a major party Presidential candidate. Literally none of these feelings is enjoyable.

I just fucking don’t understand people at all. I mean, there obviously must be some discernible reason that this goddamned smoldering, malignant sociological teratoma masquerading as a political campaign seems to resonate within this same Bizarro universe version of America that finds “reality” television entertaining. I’m just afraid that reason is that this country is epically and irredeemably boned.

Personally, I don’t get it either. I like some reality competitions like Idol (yes, I like Idol) and Project Runway. I never enjoyed Trump’s reality show (because he is a bully there, too) nor do I understand, even remotely, the thrall of the Kardashians (et al) or any of the redneck reality shows.

I can only guess that people want to have some kind of hope that they, too, might become rich and famous for doing stupid, vapid shit on television…or by having 20 kids or becoming pregnant at 15 or being shamelessly vapid and stupid, or, or, or…. That is the only thing I can think of as to why this stuff is popular.