I refuse to watch the RNC. Their rhetoric and general tone have long infuriated me, and I’m not interested in hearing how the recent assassination attempt has changed things. I can’t stomach more than a minute or two of their trash talk. And now that the ticket is finalized, we’ll be suffering a steady stream of double-barreled anger and rebuke and fine-tuned smooth talking.
Saturday’s events have changed nothing, in my view. It’s not like Trump has a whole new perspective on life now that he realizes how close he came to death or some sort of grave injury. No lightbulbs, no change of heart for him or those around him. They of course have been handed a gift in the form of softened public sentiment, but the stretch run is still going to entail many wild accusations and strange statements about policy and philosophy, and reveal this brand of Republican politics to be more of the same off-the-charts darkness.
Trump may feel like he’s been given a second chance, but he won’t use it for good. It’s more likely to simply affirm his understanding that his presidency is meant to be, that more clearly he is on some sort of unstoppable, even God-ordained, mission.
I’m glad the Dems go last. They’ve got a few weeks to get their act together.
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