It should come as no surprise that Donald Trump is at least superficially fond of conservative difference-maker Sarah Palin. She parlayed her fifteen seconds of fame as John McCain's uniquely implausible running mate into a semi-lucrative punditry career, until the channels figured out that as pundit she had very little to say, and into a modestly lucrative reality show career, shows with snowmobiles and rifles and people talking in all seriousness about their
man-caves. She also had a career in The Beauty Pageants, which is, let's face it, the primary measure Donald Trump uses to evaluate whether or not a female member of the human race is worth his time.
For Donald Trump, all of this is enough to declare Palin worthy of a future high-level administration post. And that is all Sarah Palin, currently in the midst of weighing her career options, as your nice aunt would say when talking about why her kid has become a permanent fixture on her couch, needs to hear to like him right back.
On Friday, Palin called [her] loyalists to action with a piece in Breitbart.com, casting Trump as the candidate of “Joe Six-Pack” Americans.
“The elites are shocked by Trump’s dominance, but everyday Americans aren’t,” Palin wrote. “Everywhere I’ve gone this summer, including motorsport events in Detroit full of fed-up Joe Six-Pack Americans, the folks I meet commiserate about wussified slates of politicians, but then unsolicited, they whisper their appreciation for Trump because he has the guts to say it like it is.”
And thus we have declared without irony, the nation's most pompously
elite man being declared the only true man of the people. The man who will finally stand up for the common American, so long as the common American keeps a respectful distance. Because Donald Trump tells it like it is. Mexicans are probably rapists. Everyone else is a "loser." We still don't know if the nation's first non-white president is truly an "American."
You know: policies.
To be clear, I do not believe that Sarah Palin only approves of Donald Trump because Donald Trump once said a nice thing about her. They are, clearly, soulmates. Both are certain that everyone around them—scientists, policy makers, government analysts, military strategists, the collected populations of entire nations and continents—is stupid, and that only they, with their Dazzling Not-Elite Intellect, are able to cut through the fog of existing knowledge and proclaim a new era of bright, shiny, classy truth for the masses. What the hell, make her a cabinet secretary. Why not.