I thought the dangers of Trump were painfully obvious–but likely that’s how everyone feels about their own views, that they are obviously true. Support for Trump is a significant minority, disdain for him is much higher, but the surprising thing is that support is not from just poor angry under-informed white men, as many think. It’s pervasive.
Many don’t seem to see or don’t care about his attacks people of various ilk, his narcissism, or his lack of sensibility for human advancement. I don’t think even his supporters can say what he stands for and or what he will do as POTUS.
But his supporters are not thinking of advancement of the nation.
They crave authority.
Many assumed in the beginning that his supporters must be mostly under-informed, angry, dis-enfranchised white men, easily riled up, but that did not fit. Now I see what is common in his supporters is that they crave authority. They want someone to lead them, to tell them how to feel, to magnify their base instincts without guilt. They want to blame someone else–it is the Mexicans and Chinese and Muslims who have taken their country away from them and by God (or Trump) they will take it back. Trump is their Viagra!
Trump has said that he could go out on the street and shoot somebody and his supporters would still support him.
One might think that this kind of disdain from Trump of his own supporters would turn them off. But I don’t think they’re hearing anything.
That he believes that his supporters are loathsome enough to support him no matter what he says or does, is part of his cynical play.
I see Trump is a very smart man with an uncanny dexterity to appeal to a particular kind of supporter. He uses emotion, fantasies, name-calling, and hyperbole, which guiltlessly confirm his supporter’s own prejudices.
If Trump makes sense to you, if you’re willing to overlook racism and xenophobia, this may be a good opportunity to examine questions of alienation and the need to feel powerful.
Here’s some confirmation: politico article.
I recognize my reaction to Trump too is the intricate play of Maya–the play of illusion, fear and attachment. That’s that fun of it.