We keep being reminded, and keep refusing to fully accept, that the enemy we have met over the past two years is not Trump, or at least not only Trump; it is us.
In the torrent of condemnation of the president’s vicious, rambling, egocentric, lewd, outrageously political “speech” to the Boy Scouts the other day, insufficient note was paid to the fact he was pretty much a hit.
The flower of America’s patriotic youth and their irreproachable adult leaders didn’t boo this absurd scoundrel off the stage. They booed a former president and former secretary of state, as he bade them. Him, they cheered.
Not all of them. But way too many of them. Like their elders last November at the election polls, and even now in the opinion polls. Not all. Too many.
Sure, the voting system is outdated (the Electoral College’s population lag), corrupted (Russia et al.) and hogtied (the GOP’s shameless suppression). Complacency on the part of the Democrats and their natural supporters cost more than enough votes to carry the day in 2016. But the grim reality remains that the worst conceivable candidate won the 2016 election because lots of Americans like him, and they must like him for hating the same people they hate because he’s done nothing material for them.
There’s a strain of the American character that nurtures resentment so much it prefers a lout to a Scout. Trump proves it every day. Even in front of the Scouts. Before he implodes, a great many little old ladies are going to regret taking his arm at the crosswalk. Or, heck, maybe some will cheer from the gurney.