You can stick a fork in Donald J. Trump, he’s done. Yes that right, he’s done. He’s done, not medium rare done, but left in the oven too long done, in short, he’s done, as much as any of the candidates who dropped out of the Republican primary this week.
If you like the taste of roasted fowl, slice a piece from his prodigious veneer, because he’s done. Like an over roasted fowl, he’s done, And just as adding loads of gravy to that dried out carcass will not enhance the flavor of the bird, not even many visits to American factories or farms (where the real people are) will help Trump.
His run for the presidency of the United States is just about over. It was in some instances, an entertaining production of reality television. Yet Trump’s time upon the stage is heading toward a curtain call. One in which very few will remain in their seats to applaud his bow to the audience.
The signs of Trump’s impending doom are everywhere he goes of late. There were indications at his news conference following his lost to Ted Cruz in the Iowa Caucus on Monday, in his twitter blasts on Wednesday, and in his rally in Little Rock Wednesday night. I suspect evidence of the implosion of his campaign is popping up somewhere as I type this piece.
The Trump campaign goes to show that you can fool narrow-minded people all of the time, but you can not fool a sufficient number of “Corn Belt” free thinkers to accept your narrow-minded views.
Also, after next week’s New Hampshire Primary, it will become apparent that you can not fool “Granite State” independent minded people either. Usually, thinkers make decisions based upon facts and not emotions. His campaign has largely been fueled by the emotion of hate and division.
On Monday night, Trump in his concession speech, lashed out at Democratic rival, Hillary Clinton, telling his supporters that it was not certain that Clinton would be in the race much longer. Trump was hinting at the FBI investigation into Clinton’s private email account that she set up to transmit communication for her job as Secretary of State. This was exactly like a kid throwing a temper tantrum in the sandbox, “If I can’t win, “Trump seemed to be saying, “then Hillary I’m taking you down with me.”
For a political newcomer, Trump is a masterful mud thrower. He knows just how to sling mud at his opponents to taint their reputations and turn positive attention away from them. Admittedly, Clinton’s email server issue is not going away. It will dog her all the way to Philadelphia and into the General Election if she survives Bernie Sanders and the young revolutionists propelling his campaign.
His recent attacks on Ted Cruz can be viewed in this same light. “If I am not going to get this nomination,” he seems to say, “then you Ted Cruz will not get it either.”
Certainly, there may be merit in Trump’s claim that Cruz used “dirty tricks,” to secure the lead in Iowa. The communication that Cruz’s campaign sent out intimating that Dr. Ben Carson was suspending his campaign seems to bear out Trump’s contention. Not only that, Trump’s charges regarding voter irregularities by the Cruz Campaign may have some juice.
The intent is not to prove his allegations, but to taint Cruz’s image on Trump’s way out of the campaign.
He has a pretty good idea now that he no longer has the love of the people and that one by one, one primary after another, he is about to get his feelings hurt in a big way. Trump’s psyche for some reason, needs to feel that he is loved by masses of people. This thought comes through many of his speeches.
He has no one to blame but himself for his sudden drop in popularity. He may be able to shoot someone in New York City and the people will still love him, but he can not thumb his nose at voters by not appearing at a debate and expect those people to continue to embrace his divisive brand of politics.
Stick a fork in him, he’s done!
Harold Michael Harvey is an American novelist and essayist, the author of Paper puzzle and Justice in the Round. He can be contacted at haroldmichaelharvey.com.