Donald Trump’s election victory could scarcely have been more decisive. A generational shift, somewhere close to 1980, when Reagan took Jimmy Carter out behind the peanut shed and made sure he’d have trouble sitting down for weeks.
It’s already clear, and not just from the scale of the victory, that this isn’t a repeat of 2016. 2016 was a great outsider victory, and the sense of surprise was palpable, for all involved. Nobody really knew what to expect, including Trump himself, but his enemies were better organised, more motivated and far from exhausted, as they appear to be now. Trump took a long time to get up to speed, and when he did, his enemies—internal and external—were ready.
This, on the other hand, feels fated. The stars aligned. Trump turned his head a fraction of second before a bullet was on course to pierce his skull and paint the stage with his brains.
From the start of the campaign to the end, Trump was the president-in-waiting. It didn’t matter what the mainstream media or TikTok tried to tell you about how Kamala was “brat” or Tim Walz was the uncle we all wish we had (thank God we didn’t). On the ground, the signs were there for all to see.
We should have been paying more attention to the behaviour of the Mark Zuckerbergs and the Jeff Bezoses of the world, rather than CNN or MSNBC or J. Ann Selzer at the Des Moines Register. Zuck and Bezos had access to vast amounts of consumer data that were telling them people were going to vote for Trump in a landslide. Nothing else explains their warmth towards Trump and their visible “move to the right” in recent months.
In 2020, Bezos was saying a DNA test revealed he was Lizzo’s biggest fan, and then four years later he wouldn’t let The Washington Post endorse Kamala Harris, even at the cost of a mass walkout. Some of that newfound mojo may simply be the TRT Jeff’s been on since Leonardo DiCaprio epically mogged him in front of his new bird Lauren Sanchez, but I suspect Jeff knew which way the wind was blowing and decided to change course. Billionaires generally like to know which way the wind is blowing.
Now that Trump has won, it’s clear we’re in the middle of a serious vibe shift.
Sports stars are doing the “Trump dance” without a care.
Hollywood legend Sylvester Stallone proudly introduced the president-elect as the second coming of George Washington, at a gala dinner.
Haitians are self-deporting from Springfield, Ohio, before Tom Homan gets his enormous mitts on them, crushes them into a ball and throws them back across the Caribbean himself.
Libtards are deleting Twitter in droves, and major advertisers are returning.
A “pro-Trump voice” is being added to balance out the screeching from Whoopi Goldberg and the other harridans on The View.
The earth is healing.
Amidst the jubilation and the signs of better times to come, it’s easy to forget the Biden regime still has 60+ days to do what it does best—which, to put it baldly, is f***ing the country up, and the rest of the world too.
These are the dog days, sure. But the dog can still bite.
It was pretty clear to me that Biden-Harris would use its remaining time to do what it could to disrupt Trump’s agenda, at home and abroad, and that’s exactly what it seems to be doing, on everything from immigration to the war in Ukraine.
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