Hallmark to Trump

I can tell you how you get from a Hallmark show to Trump. I have done the research so you won’t have to, watching as much of When Calls the Heart on Netflix as I could stand. Such a mess of stereotypes and cliches, revealing an unbelievably simple world-view, you have never seen.

And what is Trumpism but a mess of stereotypes and cliches — prejudices — embedded in jingoism in an administration looking more like a hellish Carnival Cruise than a ship of state, with hidden peon masses belowdecks supporting the fantasy lives of the wealthy? It’s all unreality. It’s all lies. 

When you tell true believers they can’t have their fantasy life they get pissed. Put them all on a cruise ship to somewhere, I say, after evacuating the underlings. Send them anywhere, but get them the fuck away from me. Let them fight it out among themselves who has to serve the drinks.