You gotta hand it to Das Trumpo.
He can really read a room.
He looks out at his typical crowd of sad, broken, delusional, angry, mouth breathers.
These are trusting people who have voted for Republicans for years and never gotten a goddamn thing from the Party of Lincoln--except lies regarding how the black and brown people are stealing from them. Oh, and the occasional war to thin out the herd. All the while, the rich get richer...
And Trump tells them what they want to hear.
How it's not their fault! How they're going to be winners! The biggest, yoogest winners ever! He's gonna build them a wall! He's gonna round up those murdering, raping Mexicans! And then things will be all right again! The good jobs will come back! They'll have all the money! They'll be in charge!
ISIS? He knows how to deal with them! Climate change? All a liberal plot! China? Make a better deal! Abortion? Punish the women! No! Punish the doctors! No! Punish somebody! Yay!
Like any carny barker worth his salt, Trump knows that all you really have to say is,
"Step right up! Everybody's a winner!"
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