“We stoop so low, to reach so high”
from Red Hill Mining Town by U2
Introducing the man who always says what he means (until he backtracks after evoking the customary furor of the day).
No, I was not aiming to evoke a fuhrer homonym, although…that is a cool aftereffect.
A primal scream of our times.
It is the scream we let out when the reality of our terrible situation becomes clear to our eyes. We must stoop so low in order to finally be free and burst through the layers of elitist American pummeling. How long have we endured such a cement-like solidified foundation of political neglect and disinterest? The rich get richer and liberaler.
Those who are most vocally adamant in their support for Donald Trump are those with the least to lose.
Our times. They become interesting.