The Trump-aligned conservative mind surveys the cultural and political landscape and thinks: We’ve got this.
Mueller, at the hearings, like some disinterred mortician, victim of his own faded glory, age, and the ignominious designs of Hillary-aligned mortuary scientists.
The reprehensible “squad,” embodiments of the subversive enemies from within our Founding Fathers warned about.
The ugliness of an individual like Elijah Cummings, turning with subpoenas after the crash and burn of the Mueller/Weissmann Report to family emails, harassing the women and children after failing to take down the man. Al Green, the deranged impeach-o-phile.
Speaker Pelosi and a Democrat Party that has lost a vital plurality of the national electorate, seeking to replace what won’t ever return with an unchecked flood of illegal immigration.
A racially-obsessed, politically “correct” leftist underbelly, whose vision for America is as alien as the hordes marching north from Central America.
The Democrat candidates, one and all.
The Trump-aligned conservative mind sees all this and thinks,
Our guy can’t lose in 2020.
It is a defensible perspective, which equates “crazy” with victory. This Tea Party-infused, nationalist appraisal of what is happening hinges on the idea that the left has gone over some existential deep end, fallen off the edge of the world, as if radical leftism and TDS had made the world flat. Fallen into a netherworld of tortured ideation and hate.
This perspective is evermore convinced in the wake of the Nadler/Schiff Deep State debacle that the Democrat expenditure of rounds has mortally wounded only them.
Old Han Solo surfaces in the psyche: Don’t get cocky.
What we know now is how far the left will go, that there is virtually nothing they won’t do. And it’s unsettling what is apparent they will do.
But bearing witness to constant pursuit and unremitting failure builds a spiritual fortification, inspires raw confidence. The question becomes, “What haven’t they thrown at the 45th president?”
Where do you go from calling President Trump a traitor, racist, sex-abuser, and unjust receiver of ice cream scoops? What avenue of attack is left in the arsenal after you’ve called a man a “Nazi” and watched his numbers rise?
The answers to these questions are coming. Until the day Trump leaves office, which many Trump-aligned conservatives believe will be in January 2025, the diabolically-rabid Deep State captains along with the sinking Democrats and their media accomplices will never accept him as our commander-in-chief. Even should the president pull off a George W. Bush/2004 reminiscent hands-down win next year, it will always be different with Trump, the abiding denial, the intractable, scorched-earth resistance.
Perhaps only a Republican landslide win—House, Senate, and White House (Don’t get cocky)—will turn the tide against this left-wing malevolence. Will halt in its tracks a leftist-liberal dystopia that would destroy the country.
Only then might the ghost of a Democrat patriot like Zell Miller whisper in the ear of some charismatic and moderate young Democrat, saying, You’ve got to take the party in a new direction.
Such a candidate will be the Democrats’ only hope of forestalling the administration of a President Pence.
For years now, establishment Republicans have warned about the dangers to conservatism coming from a new coalition, comprised of malleable moderates, women, and people of color, admonishing and formulating campaigns (Jeb!) around the need to court this coalition. This advice peaked around the time of Barack Obama’s 2012 reelection.
They were partially correct. There is a new coalition. They just got it wrong about from whence this new coalition would spring, and what characteristics would define its core. There’s a new, unbeatable plurality, thanks to the Kavanaugh/Covington haters, Antifa, people like Waters, Nadler, and Schiff. The haranguing, ingrate “squad.”
There is hope on the horizon thanks to abominations like the Mueller probe, and the Mueller/Weissmann report, written by ruthless partisans, sent by Deep State “grocery clerks, to collect a bill.” In a turnabout among the strangest in U.S history, they delivered a bill that they themselves must now pay.
A new coalition: the nation’s working and middle class. Legal immigrants who understand how easily all could be lost. Everyday citizens of all political stripes, repulsed by arbitrary justice, calculated bias, and unforgiving hatred. Add a healthy segment of African Americans, who realize that they indeed had nothing much to lose, and have begun to acquire what the race-baiting Democrats never delivered for them.
This is the new coalition the Trump-aligned conservative mind sees, and believes will carry the day.
Mark Ellis the author of A Death on the Horizon, a novel of political upheaval and cultural intrigue. He came aboard at PJ Media in 2015. His literary hangout is Liberty Island. Follow Mark on Twitter.