Many in the media — including on our side of the fight — are obsessed with making sure that Trump “says the right things” about Charlottesville and the hate groups that gathered there. Me? I don’t give a flying fig. I don’t need to hear Trump’s lies or see his crocodile tears. I certainly don’t need to read his tweets about how we are all one. Sure, Donald. You’re the great uniter filled with love. What a crock!
Frankly, I don’t even think Trump is particularly racist in a traditional sense. To him there’s two kinds of people — him and his clan and all the lower forms of human life that comprise the other inhabitants of the planet. A real right wing bigot is one thing, but a person who plays one on TV for power and profit is equally despicable and culpable.
So save your weak tea, day late speeches, Donald. You helped elevate these despicable people. There is no convincing them, there is only defeating them.