April 2019

Nancy Pelosi:

I think that there’s nobody in the country who knows better that he should not be president of the United States than Donald Trump.

And in the same breath:

But I respect the office he holds and, uh, he’s not — worth the trouble of saying you’re so horrible we can’t work together. No, we need to work together.

Great. Trump is totally evil and incompetent, according to the witch, yet she pleads (and demands) that despite his horrible nature that he work with her.

Maybe Trump could try, with great effort, to suppress his inner wickedness for the sake of the country. If only he were to lick her boots while repeating “Mea culpa,” then she might condescend to speak with him.

What the heck kind of politician is she? Isn’t such talk precisely ultra-impolitic?

In any case, the correct attitude is the exact opposite.

The old National Review conservatives stood athwart history, yelling Stop.

They failed, because they refused to yell Go in the right direction, and specify the direction.

With no positive vision and no ideas, at best, they’ve slowed “history” down a little bit.

Conservatism is a sad exercise in futility indeed.

One key to understanding Trump is that he has no ideology, and so there is nothing to understand.

What works in our favor, however, is that fundamentally, he’s a decent guy, far better than his predecessors.

It is said that each new president makes you long for the previous one, however horrible the old boss may have been. Thus, Bush II caused Clinton to look positively holy.

Not Trump, though. I like him.

Remember the NYC Mayor Bloomberg’s 2013 soda ban attempt?

Pathetic, wasn’t it? Suppose Bloomberg had said instead:

I am a god. My power is absolute. All sweet drinks are hereby banned in the city. Anyone found drinking soda will be summarily tortured and then executed on the spot by the police.

I’d respect this in a perverse sort of way.

Instead, it wasn’t much of a ban; Bloomberg tried to regulate the size of soft drink cups, the types of drinks that could be sold, with many subtle exemptions and distinctions drawn in the law. The punishment would be a $200 fine.

That’s precisely what made the whole thing pointless and ridiculous on its own terms: the “ban” would have achieved nothing except economic chaos and possibly random violence on the black market for massive adulterated Coca-Cola doses.

We have only two choices:

1. a society of free men;
2. a society of one god and all others his subhuman slaves.

There is no “Third Way,” whether Bloombergian or any other kind.