I. The reasons someone supports a candidate you hate may not be the reasons you hate the candidate.
I think Donald Trump a menace, an unstable, thin-skinned, ill-informed blowhard who built his candidacy on a nasty brew of resentment and bigotry. I consider his terrible temperament—the sulking, the whining, the needy bullying—and terrible policies (to the extent he has any) and think What a fucking disaster.
Some (half? most?) Trump fans look at those same things and think Fuck yeah! Where I see instability, they see authenticity; what seems to me ill-informed seems to them common sense; resentment is, yes, resentment, but a righteous one; and bigotry, well, that’s simply refreshing political-incorrectness.
Some (half? most?) of these fans like the shove-it attitude just because he’s saying Shove it.
And some (half? most?) see only a champion for a life they want to have, think they deserve.
II. Loss of privilege—unearned, unjust privilege—still registers as loss.
White supremacy is the founding injustice of this nation.
As a matter of justice in a plural nation, its destruction is of the greatest urgency.
As a matter of sociology in a plural nation, this destruction has led, does lead, to existential dislocation, to status disorientation on the part of those white folks who never had to deal with the costs of the construction of that whiteness.
As a matter of politics, both must be dealt with.
III. Everybody knows that the dice are loaded.
And nobody knows another game.
Is it worse to fix the fix, or to blow it all to hell, and start over?
The fix of the fix won’t hold; there’ll be new fixes. And blowing it all to hell is to blow it all away; there will be no restoration.
Pause: This is not to excuse—anything, or anyone.
I am trying to understand, to say what I see, to see what I see.