Shit-Owning in the Age of Trump

Few conservatives have been willing to own their shit on the Trump fiasco by admitting that they sold their souls to and for his indispensable voting bloc, the NASCAR crowd. Kathleen Parker came close in panning Palin. I'm sure it's hard to peer out of that comfortable, Republican womb and look at the failure of their policies and the abandoning of their principles. I say, to those with a small government fixation, that this includes the military. That is the subtext of the Second Amendment. 

We were never supposed to have large, standing armies and massive arsenals and war matériel scattered everywhere, saying nothing of their huge, mutant Bush-baby, the NSA. Okay, I will stipulate that technology, notably nukes, has changed the game. And how did innovation not change education and healthcare as well? Whoa, we can't fund those! And why not? The strength of America was supposed to be in its people, more so than in expeditionary forces and war hardware.

There's some shit-owning wanting on the other side, where the Democrats continue to wallow in PC verbiage that even I hate. It's inexpressive, suckass language and it shows that the Democrats are in their own weird bubble of self-righteous, hand-wringing, masochistic denial. Luckily for them the sadists on the Right are waiting to grant their wishes. The Republicans have trashed everything they've touched, culminating in the terminator, Trump, and carry on unimpeded by the Democrats.

But the Republicans are now being tripped-up internally by Trump--never yet, God help us, because someone has made a compelling and coherent-enough case against them. The devil, anyhow, in the form of a NASCAR contingent, has shown up on the GOP doorstep with a notice of payment due. They coughed up the votes and now they want their crazy. Oh, this is going to be interesting. I still ask myself how we got here. I've given up thinking we can get out of it. Donald has cured me of that. 

He is the death of hope as surely as if it were a casino.