Song bird and political satirist Lauren Mayer invents a word for her latest ditty, ‘ Trumpenfruede’ – a noun, meaning ‘taking joy in the spectacle of what Trump is doing to the GOP.’
I know you’re feeling it too. After watching the GOP stoke the fires of fear and hatred, the chickens have come home to roost in the Donald’s unruly hair.There is nothing anyone can say to dim the passion that the clueless and angry have for Donald Trump.
Very recently Donald Trump was quoted bragging that he could shoot someone on Fifth Avenue, and not lose any voters. It is probably true. So far, there is nothing he can do that offends the his rabid offshoot of the GOP. Trump made lewd suggestions about his own daughter. He’s sexist, he’s racist, and he has no real policy planned. Trump panders to the religious wing – clumsily, with misquoted bible passages – at a bible college, and they still love him! Imagine if Obama had done any one of those things!
Fans often say they like him “because he speaks his mind.” Many of us have a drunk uncle who does that same thing. We’re trying to get him an intervention, not an election.
It’s not all gloom and doom if we don’t like Trump – it’s a joy to behold the Republican party, as it rues the day they welcomed Trump in, and thought they could use him. Now the monster has the GOP over a barrel, and it’s sweet to watch as they try to decide between the most unlikable man to ever gross-out a girl’s dorm, and the monster they created.
Nothing cheers one up like a little Trumpenfreude in the morning.