I
actually cringe to use the T-word in opening an essay on American
politics. Not out of animus, rather just
from weariness. The reality that for
nearly a year the Donald has been one
of the first words heard upon tuning into news radio or TV has lost its fascination.
It’s
time to review what this one man phenomenon is and why he exists.
Dispense
with the political system. I’m already
long on record that Trump can’t win the general election and that he will quit
the race before experiencing a resounding defeat. I’m still comfortable with both those
predictions. Therefore, for me there is
no point in reviewing his inadequacies, lack of character, or psychosis.
The
real value of this political season is observing the petri dish that the virus
known as Donald Trump has thrived in. After all, even if this DJT virus
consumes its own carcass, the petri dish remains.
Marshall
McLuhan, 20th century philosopher/intellectual, is best known for
his five word brain-teasing quote: The
medium is the message. Although
McLuhan and many others have written to near ad nauseum to define the phrase, I
believe most would feel the Donald personifies
its meaning.
Trump
has existed and prospered to date in an environment that fully accepts his
presentation where others performing in the same manner would not be so
accepted. He virtually feels no obligation
to tell the truth or even reflect on the inaccuracies of what he says.
This
actually bizarre performance is not only accepted by the followers who have
been duped by his snake-oil sales, but also by the news media which has been at
a loss to figure out how to respond. The
news media may seem to be hobbled by the respect they traditionally afford a
candidate vying for the Presidency from one of the two political parties, but
I, for one, don’t cut them much slack.
These
attitudes began and continue long after the reality which is Donald Trump has been completely exposed. Why?
Talking
to a Trump supporter (if you can find one that will discuss Trump without using
the name Hillary) or hearing them
interviewed, it is clear that what Trump says or the positions he takes are
without consequence. I believe at this
point Trump would start to lose support from the faithful if all of a sudden he
began to base his comments on facts.
Trump’s
claim that if he committed murder in Times Square it wouldn’t deter his
following isn’t off track (as weird as that sounds). The concept itself is appealing to his
supporters because it fits a reality in which they can vicariously exist; where
a super-leader can do anything, even
if only for their viewing pleasure. Call
it Reality Politics.
Donald
has had a successful business career (I find it difficult to deal with people
who like to argue that he has not). It
doesn’t mean he has been successful at life; people who spend all their working
years making sandwiches can accomplish that.
However, even with his questionable ethics and bankruptcies he has built
a lot of stuff.
What
brought him mega fame though was not
his business success, which was nearly unknown to most Americans. It was his
television show. Donald Trump was a Reality
TV star.
To
the chagrin of my wife I like to call it Unreality
TV. Think what you want, but Reality TV has come to bridge the space between
story telling fiction and news-style realism.
It’s like reading the enthralling autobiography of a person who didn’t
exist.
Even
though the fantasy factor that is part of nearly every scene in every reality
TV show is known to the viewer, it makes little difference. People perceive it like they are watching Scott
Pelley on CBS Evening News.
It
doesn’t matter what it is or what it purports. Whether it’s flipping a house,
making a soufflé, finding a mate, building a coffee table out of popsicle
sticks, finding an apartment in Tanzania (or as Trump says: Tan-Zania), or competing as a small
business the only reality is the broadcast itself.
This
is a new world we live in, driven by exponentially growing populations, and the
delivery of rocket-fast communication and information. It is the medium that Reality Politics can
also find a friendly environment in which to grow…ergo Donald Trump. It is also somewhat scary because it can be so
confusing and, therefore, divisive. What
I see on my iphone might be different than what you see on yours, but who has
the time or wherefore to figure out which (or either) is truth.
It
is no wonder why the elements that comprise the contents of a petri dish are
called a medium. It really is the
message to pay attention to…not Donald Trump.
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