Great Expectations, or Fake Expectations?

Looking forward to the 2024 election is no less stirring than the great expectations that Pip entertained for pursuing happiness with the fair Estella.

Facing daily consternation at the damage to our country and civilization in general, we who believe in American exceptionalism are easily excited by any reason for hope. We know the 2020 election belonged to Trump and was stolen right out from under our noses. We have endured the aftermath. We look forward to November with great expectation.

The huge crowds Trump gathers week after week energize us. The dishonest persecutions of Trump, his associates, and the January 6 protesters tear at our hearts. The Stalinesque theft of Trump’s property in New York infuriates us. The absolutely insane border, military, global warming, sexual, and racial policies pushed by the Obiden administration punch us in the gut. The faltering economy, from which government-caused inflation has sucked the very marrow, empties our wallets.

Everyone knows that Biden is a doddering, corrupt old fool. Everyone knows that people who worship globalism and hate America are undermining our Republic. Everyone – including so-called progressive friends and family when you can pin them down long enough on any given issue to stop spewing Trump-hate – is fed up with turning our culture upside down. Enough is enough! The coming election must turn the corner for America!

Except, it won’t. In our guts we know that the forces torching the world around us will never, ever let Trump become president again. If they did not fear a real insurrection, and the millions of gun-owners who would be behind it, they would have killed Trump before this and been done with him. Yet with the election coming and their ways of cheating well known, Trump is indeed a dead man walking. One way or another, at the end of a bullet or by poisoning like Navalny, they will Putinize Trump to eliminate him if they cannot pull off rigging the election again.

It is a wonder that Trump carries on with the charade of an election that he knows he cannot win. He knows the finish line will keep moving. He knows there has been no substantive reform of the electoral practices that make stealing elections easy in America. Mail-in ballots, early voting, ballot harvesting, drop boxes, hackable machines, social media censorship and misinformation – they are all still in place.

Trump is bound to know that 2024 will end up just like 2020.

Except for one thing, perhaps?

One can only speculate. However, consider this: No matter how carefully the Bureaucracy closed ranks and iced Trump’s people out, they could not possibly have hidden every secret file from Trump’s team, the secret files maintained against everyone who might make a difference. Like the Internet, no file ever goes completely away, because the file collectors, the custodians of the Deep State, never know who they are going to have to neutralize to keep power, whether a threat like Trump from the right… or perhaps a Bernie Sanders or Robert F. Kennedy Jr. from the left… or even one of their true believers at that top who suddenly gets a conscience and threatens to blow the whistle.

Which ones are the pedophiles? The closet homosexuals? The cross-dressers? Which ones have kids who are perverts or dopers? Or have affairs to hide? Which ones have wealth provably stolen from the public coffers? Or dallied on Epstein’s Island a bit too much? It’s all in there somewhere. And the Left has been playing such cards selectively but effectively for decades to influence courts and attorneys-general and political and administrative officials and such to do their bidding at just the critical moment they needed to – such as passing Obamacare through an otherwise unwilling Congress and before a supposedly conservative Supreme Court.

A wish and a nickel are worth exactly five cents. But let’s hope that Trump has an ace up his sleeve. Let’s hope that the reason the Feds raided Mar-a-Lago and have swatted and perp-walked old men like Peter Navarro and Roger Stone and Steve Bannon is that they know Trump has the goods on the Left from those secret files. And the collection of files he’s holding is the ace up Trump’s sleeve they are desperately trying to find.

Trump, we can only hope in this wishful thinking, is a better card player than any of them and will whip out that ace up his sleeve at just the right moment to make sure that this time his legitimate win is locked in. Then our fake expectations will indeed be great expectations – MAGA great.

At this point, we, like Pip, can can only vote in overwhelming numbers and hope. Otherwise, we are all Alexei Navalny, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

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No, you dopes – FIRST it’s Civil War, THEN Reconstruction

There’s something cracked about the new movie coming out this spring called simply Civil War. Supposedly Texas and California are on the same side among the rebelling states. So much for cinéma vérité.

But staying with the real world, the problem for Barack Obama, George Soros, Klaus Schwab and other such social arsonists is that the aftermath of the populist Ronald Reagan’s two-term presidency, and all the social upheaval re civil rights and war mongering which had preceded it, was an America where people of all stripes actually got along pretty darn well and more than that – liked each other!

You can simply go back to the major Hollywood movies produced in the ’80s and ’90s for compelling anecdotal evidence. Any Republican or Democrat, conservative or progressive, Southerner or big city urbanite could watch just about any show from that era and not fall into one camp or another at each other’s throats.

Take for example Independence Day, one of the biggest (and most fun!) movies of the 90s. We all pulled for America! And Earth! The melting pot was celebrated – there were heroes of all stripes in that movie. We laughed at our differences then. The villains were the ones who wore chips on their shoulders, the stiff-necked zealots for whom every dang thing was a provocation. In Independence Day, Jeff Goldblum played one of those guys who would be today’s progressive, constantly haranguing his coworkers to save the planet by recycling and riding bicycles and such, until he actually did have to save the planet.

Today, unfortunately, the people with chips on their shoulders are ascendant.

It is not the first time in the history of America. No period has ever come even close to the discord we have today as the South under Reconstruction. Abe Lincoln, of course, was one of the greatest human beings ever to serve as president. It can be argued persuasively, however, that the rampant death and destruction of the Civil War could have been avoided if he had not been so quick to pull the trigger, had focused on stronger negotiations with the South than his feckless predecessor, and had hastened the end of slavery through legislative means. But as a wartime leader, Lincoln like FDR later, was a genius, and he managed to reach his goal for the country – which, of course, was not ending slavery but preserving the Union.

However, the assassination of Lincoln at war’s end was a cruel fate. With Lincoln gone, lesser heads prevailed and America’s worst angels were released upon the beaten South. The following decade of Reconstruction was as un-American a period and an environment as counterproductive for the country as any time its history.

The evils of the real Reconstruction are far too involved to detail here, but do yourself a favor. If you have never read (not watched, read) Gone With the Wind, buy a copy and dig into it. It is not just about the Civil War and not just about Scarlet’s and Rhett’s personal struggles, but Reconstruction as well. Margaret Mitchell was a master of the art of painting human nature and personalities in all their wonderful (and vexing) diversity – with humor and pathos. And she was incomparably artful in depicting the details of class envy, race baiting, and exploitation of the vanquished by the conquerors in their hypocritical, self-serving zeal. (See Chapter XXXVII for a summary of Reconstruction.)

Reading about Reconstruction in GWTW is exactly like experiencing the tumult of our times today as our worst angels stoke flames of discord over race, sex, and ethnic differences; twist the law to punish their political opponents; rob property in the name of social justice; and go generally about, as the architect of today’s Reconstruction promised, “fundamentally transforming the United States of America.”

It’s an open question at the moment whether the new movie Civil War will be a fun, uplifting movie like Independence Day or a strident dud. But ironically, today’s conventional wisdom is that only a civil war will free us all from the Reconstruction we’re living through now.

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