TOO MUCH TRUMP? HERE’S A PAUSE TO REFRESH

Oh what a year it’s been in Trump World.  Among the 2018 memories:  shithole countries, nuclear button sizes, a very stable genius, porn star hush money, an unexecuted order to fire Robert Mueller, a presidential declaration that Steve Bannon lost his mind, and a three-day government shutdown.

And that was just January.

Fear not, dear readers, the other 11 months will not be summarized in this space.  Given our current environment, the journalistic masochism of year-end reviews constitutes cruel and unusual punishment prohibited by Article VIII of the Constitution. Besides, there seems to be an intense desire for a  break from Trump overload.

For all the false superlatives he spouts about himself, this one is true: the American people have taken more breaks from thinking about, watching or listening to Donald Trump than they did under any other president.

Trump Fatigue Syndrome was the Urban Dictionary’s top definition of the year.  Google it and you will see millions of testimonials from folks suffering from too much Trump.  Hundreds of celebrities and others have shared their agony of the “Trump 10”, a reference to weight gain brought on by Trump-induced stress eating.  Media outlets cranked out endless reports of people dealing with Trump fatigue by invoking cold turkey news blackouts (here, here and here).  It has been reported that House Speaker Paul Ryan decided to leave public office largely because of Trump fatigue.  Even Kanye West, a rare celebrity to embrace the president, ended the year taking a break from Trump news, saying it was “all too much”.

And therein lies the predicate behind the decision to take a brief break from producing this blog.  Melissa, my editor and wife, and I are headed south for a month or so.  Barring unforeseen circumstances, I anticipate a return to this spot in early February.  It’s not that I’ve succumbed to Trump fatigue.  For reasons only a good shrink could dissect, I can’t take my eyes off this train wreck.  Its every facet fascinates me.  

What I want to avoid at all costs is reader fatigue. And so it is, on the theory that a brief absence may make the reading fonder, that I bid you adieu for a spell. Thank you for following me, or at least checking in every once in a while.  Our connection means a lot to me.   Happy New Year!

BEWARE OF UNWISE MEN BEARING SIMPLISTIC IDEAS

A long time ago, in what now seems like a galaxy far, far away, conservatives possessed an intellectual rigor that drove their vision of laissez-faire government, individual liberty and a free market economy. Although not my cup of tea, this political philosophy reflected an honest, rational and structured approach to governance.   That’s all gone now, replaced by the impulses of angry, feeble thinkers whose approach to leadership is vastly inferior to that of a gaggle of drunken sailors.  

Surely conservative giants like Barry Goldwater, William Buckley and Milton Friedman are spinning in their graves – to the right of course – as their movement devolves into a frantic rush toward foolish, simplistic and jingoistic responses to complicated problems. Whether it’s Brexit in Europe or Trump’s wall at the Mexican border, we are living in an age of political thoughtlessness.  It’s as if that crazy uncle who delights in listing the inane things he’d do if only he were king, was suddenly wearing a crown.  

Yes, conventional conservatives like Paul Ryan and Mitch McConnell, rank high on the nuisance scale with their trickle-down shell games and burning desire to raid Social Security.  But at least they had the cognitive wherewithal to come up with specific, detailed plans that would further their objectives, as onerous as they be to many of us.  This new breed of right wing populism seems to be propelled by non-ideas.  Instead of concrete plans, we get metaphoric images that whip up the base but offer not the slightest hint of an actual solution.

Donald Trump was jubilant this week over a federal judge’s decision striking down the entire Affordable Care Act, also known – particularly  by Trump rally fans – as  Obamacare.  If the ruling survives appellate review, the president insisted there will be “great healthcare results for Americans!”  The Donald and his disciples have been railing, ranting and raging over Obamacare since the Republican primaries nearly three years ago.  Not once – during the primaries, the general election campaign or his first two years as president – has Trump ever offered the slightest hint of what he thinks “great healthcare” would consist of.  He has never had anything resembling a constructive thought about healthcare. It was all about capturing the adulation of the Obama-haters, with no regard to what happens to people who lose their insurance.  To Trump and his minions, “Abolish Obamacare” was as void of meaning as “Lock Her Up”. The juices of anger flowed, but there wasn’t a single policy thought to be had.

This is the same kind of thought-deprived leadership that has thrown the United Kingdom into a perpetual state of crisis. Just as America-first Trumpism was gaining steam in 2016, conservative populism roared through the UK, emotionally propelled by the simplistic notion that life could be made great again with a one-word plan: LEAVE.  By a 52 percent margin, the Brits voted in a national referendum to secede from the European Union.  Zero thought was given to the practical policy implications of secession, and Parliament, after two painful years of trying to come up with a divorce decree, is nowhere close to an agreement.  That means the separation may well occur in March without a single plan on how to handle such details as trade, taxes, financial payments and immigration policy. The Bank of England has warned of a “deep and damaging recession with worse consequences for the UK economy than the 2008 financial crisis.”  LEAVE made for a powerful chant, but it was completely content-free, void of any details about how the breakup would affect people’s lives.

Back home, Trump has threatened to end the week with a partial government shutdown over another of his one-word campaigns. Like a toddler pleading for a favorite toy, the president has been yammering for his WALL, his “big, beautiful” wall, a magical wall that will restore America’s greatness by keeping people with brown skin out of the country.  

There are few public policy issues more complex and involved than immigration, which is one reason Congress has been unable to tackle the issue in a satisfactory manner for more than 30 years.  And then along comes Trump and his one-word fix.  “Build the WALL”, is at or near the top of the charts for his campaign rally chants. As if architecture could solve one of the world’s thorniest problems.  

As of last year, nearly 60 million people have been forced by violence and conflict to flee their homes. More than half of all refugees are under 18.  According to the United Nations, if all those asylum-seekers and refugees were a country, it would be the twenty-first most populous nation in the world. In the U.N.’s view this crisis is the worst it has been since World War II and will steadily become worse as violent conflicts grow and climate change wreaks havoc. Yet, the alleged leader of the free world directs none of the vast resources at his disposal to find meaningful responses to these problems. Instead, he yaps incessantly about his wall as the magical cure for a broken immigration system.  And on climate change, he offers a rake.

The only upside to the right’s cataclysmic populism, is that it is difficult to envision a scenario where it has staying power. By definition, simplistic solutions to complicated problems fail. The essence of their brief life span lies in the visceral illusion of workability.  Cracks are already bringing to show. Polls track a steady approval increase for the elements of the Affordable Care Act, even among those who disliked Obama.  They don’t want to lose their insurance.  Faced with potentially severe consequences of leaving the E.U., many Brexit supporters have expressed buyers’ remorse. That’s not to say there won’t be serious fallout from this politics of mindlessness. It is merely a reminder of the governing principle that you can’t fool all of the people all of the time.

PRESIDENTIAL RELATIVITY: HOW 45 TURNED 41 INTO ONE OF THE BEST

Who would have thought we’d be waxing nostalgic over the presidency of George Herbert Walker Bush? He was a one-term wonder, a Ronald Regan afterthought who eschewed the “vision thing” and really hated broccoli.  Yet, the nation mourns the passing of 41 this week out of a deep longing for those bygone days when our presidents rarely embarrassed us, no matter how mediocre or inept they may have been.

Bush had been destined to join such non-luminaries as Chester Arthur, Martin Van Buren and Millard Fillmore in the dustbin of presidential obscurity.  Then along came Donald Trump who, in a karmic twist of fate, managed to elevate Bush the Elder to near-Mount Rushmore status.  And so it is that the late president, viewed through the funhouse mirrors of Trump World, casts an idyllic image of the anti-Donald: honest, humble, caring and knowledgeable.  Those are all leadership attributes we once took for granted in our presidents, until they vanished in the 2016 election.

According to news reports, the Bush family secured a creative détente with the Trump White House well in advance of the 94-year-old former president’s death.  Trump would be invited to the funeral and the family would insist eulogists refrain from criticizing the current president.  It seems the Donald was mighty distressed over the ridicule heaped upon him at John McCain’s funeral and wanted to avoid a sequel in the Bush sendoff.  So touched by this gesture from a family he has shown nothing but contempt for, Trump, in a rare moment of lucidity, managed to utter kind words on Bush’s passing. Here’s part of what he said: “President Bush always found a way to set the bar higher.”

That kinder and gentler remark, however, got it wrong. The reality of this moment is that Trump sets the presidential bar so low that George H.W. Bush – along with nearly any Tom, Dick or Mary off the street – rises to the level of revered leaders. Virtually every word used to describe Bush since his death represents a basic human ingredient sorely missing in our current president.  Barack Obama called Bush “a humble servant”.  Bill Clinton said he was “honorable, gracious and decent”.  Jimmy Carter spoke of his “grace, civility and social conscience”. House Speaker Paul Ryan referred to his “decency and integrity”. 

Foreign Policy magazine captured the late president with these words: “modesty, integrity, decency, patience, prudence and intelligence”. It then opined: “When he left office in 1993, his qualities reflected well upon him. Today, they are incandescent.” The Washington Post’s obituary observed: “Although Mr. Bush served as president nearly three decades ago, his values and ethics seem centuries removed from today’s acrid political culture.”  

So there sat 45 at the Bush funeral on Wednesday. Trump was in the first pew of the Washington National Cathedral as the nation paid its last respects to 41. He had, for the first time as president, taken his ceremonial place next to his living predecessors, secure in the deal he cut that nobody there would dis the Donald. His body language, however, belied any notion of a comfort zone. With pursed lips, a vacant gaze and arms folded tightly across his sternum, Donald Trump looked like a gastro patient about to undergo a colonoscopy without anesthesia.  

Alas, what he got was far more painful.  Nobody talked about him.  His name was never spoken. The no-ridicule pledge meant that Donald Trump was totally ignored.  But it was far worse than that for him.  The heartfelt praise visited upon George H.W. Bush must have jabbed fiercely at Trump’s psyche and felt very much like the ridicule he so wanted to avoid.  No, the Bush-Trump ceasefire had not been violated. The problem was that 41 and 45 became reflective mirrors for each other.  Bush’s strengths seemed ordinary 30 years ago, but are now nostalgically prized and mourned because they are tragically absent in the incumbent president.

Although the eulogists were focused singularly on the late president, it was impossible to hear their words without also thinking about Trump’s flagrant inadequacies.  

For example:

Former president George W. Bush:  “In victory, he shared credit. When he lost, he shouldered the blame.”

Former senator Alan Simpson:  “He never hated anyone. Hatred corrodes the container it’s carried in.”

Bush Biographer Jon Meacham:  “His life code was: ‘Tell the truth. Don’t blame people. Forgive’.”

Former Canadian prime minister Brian Mulroney: “. . .when George Bush was president of the United States of America, every single head of government in the world knew that they were dealing with a gentleman, a genuine leader. . .” 

If those memories of what being presidential once meant failed to connect the dots to our current situation, the officiant, the Rev. Dr. Russell Jones Levenson Jr., Bush’s pastor from Houston, brought it all the way home:  “Some have said this an end of an era. But it doesn’t have to be. Perhaps this is an invitation to fill the void that has been left behind.”

And what a void it is.  In the morass of our deeply broken political environment, it’s hard to remember that we once took for granted that our presidents would be kind, decent people, folks not deeply invested in hatred or cruelty, leaders who told the truth most of the time.  When George Herbert Walker Bush received the Republican nomination for president in 1988, he vowed to make the country “kinder and gentler”.  He was mercilessly lampooned by late night comics and editorial cartoonists for setting the bar so low.   

The bipartisan mourning we saw and felt this week was America pleading – from far below that bar – not just for kinder and gentler governance, but for leadership laced with honesty, integrity and decency. It’s been said that we can’t fully apprehend the value of something until we lose it.  Now that it is gone, America’s first order of business is to find a way to get it back.