A really revealing account from someone who worked with Mr. Donald Trump, and who saw Mr. Trump up close and personal, for eighteen months:
“‘The New Yorker’ Talks to Trump’s Ghostwriter”
In other words, should Mr. Trump be elected, we’re in for . . . nobody, including Mr. Trump, really knows what.
Quin Hillyer outlines a way in which Mr. Trump’s coronation at the national convention of his recently-adopted political party might still be prevented:
“Coburn vs. Trump?! Why, who, and how”
And here is an excellent summary of some of the reasons why, hopeless and futile though they probably are, efforts to stop Mr. Trump’s takeover of the Republican Party (and, if he nonetheless receives the nomination, to oppose him in the general election) are still worthwhile:
In line with that, Jim Geraghty provides a nice, simple, easily-grasped example of the sheer, brazen fraudulence of Mr. Trump:
“Make Honduran T-Shirts Great Again!”
And, finally, Jay Nordlinger has compiled a kind of lexicon of Trumpist language, and it’s both funny and sad. No, not sad. It’s alarming. Seriously. Please read it:
“A political movement and its lexicon”
This, everyone agrees, is not ordinary politics. To me, though, it’s horrifying politics. Opposition to Hillary Clinton is a political duty. Opposition to Mr. Donald Trump and to Trumpism isn’t merely a political duty. It’s a moral obligation.
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