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Originally Posted by SuchFriendsAreDangerous
Trump is a crude beast and his supporters are savage brutes so they deserve the savage treatment. If you believe otherwise i find that hilarious.
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Seriously, have you ever spoken to a Trump supporter? Or are you just making judgement based onthe selection presented to you on the msm? maybe you work with some loudmouth?
I'm sort of the school that says let these guys buy their own length of rope and hang themselves...I believe it is very healthy to have the even half witted excuse for public dialogue that is going on - but unfortunately the stalinist tendency to shout down and name call is very strong.
As for being a "closet conservative" I prefer "free thinker" When I was young, I was infected with this certain fire and we felt that all it is going to take is to tell people about this fire and they'll catch it too and we'll be in the soup. We called it taking 'taking personal responsibility'. Jello Biafra had part of the answer and to some extent I live that way when he simply suggested
consuming as little as possible. Terence McKenna suggested each person only reproduce once, only one child, to save the environment, until we reached a stable population, perhaps served by robots, and chosen by natural selection and not oligarchical shit.
Trump had a weird moment when he started talking about 'the elites...they always talk about the elites..." he was trying to disrespect the media construction of 'elites' but it just kind of seemed like he was goofing on himself.
Look, the socialists approached us. I was an 18 year old corn dog from maine. The Youth Socialist Alliance would heavily recruit in the punk circles at my college (circa 1985) in NH. The CP was always trying to sell its newspaper at punk shows around Boston, especially around the Channel. We didn't know the YSA or SWA "movement" was a shell of the group it once was. I didn't really like their answers to my questions and refused to "join". They had a storefront in Boston which contained boxes on boxes and piles of theri booklets and pamphlets and handouts. We went down to volunteer but there wasn't really anything to do. I think I weasled out to go to Newberry Comics which had probably moved by that point out of the converted apartment it originally was. Maybe that was the night we saw Reagan Youth and the NYC Killdozer at The channel, NYC Killdozer were oddly also very heavy and monstrous but in a different way than the WI Killdozer, and the singer kept jabbing himself in the forehead with a phillips head screwdriver even after it was bleeding, like I think if he had found a soft spot he would not have hesitated to plunge the screwdriver right into the center of his brain, gone into a spasm, removed the screwdriver, and then gone on with the song...