NPR has a story this afternoon about Trump and white supremacists.
You'd think, even if by some insane chance it was an accident, that realizing you have goals the white supremacists agree with, maybe it's a sign that your goals are BAD.
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NPR has a story this afternoon about Trump and white supremacists.
You'd think, even if by some insane chance it was an accident, that realizing you have goals the white supremacists agree with, maybe it's a sign that your goals are BAD.
I suppose one would have to have an awareness of how white supremacists relate to the larger culture for that realization to sink in. Seen through the lens of total narcissism, groups of people agreeing with you probably look right-minded and sensible despite their odd sartorial choices of white robes and hoods.
I saw an article about a white supremacist convention, where all the people there seemed convinced that Trump is really one of them, but he just can't say that stuff openly while he's still campaigning, but as soon as he's elected, he'll acknowledge it. (At least one of them also though that Taylor Swift was a closet white supremacist, and that, after Trump is elected, she's going to marry Trump's son and be the perfect Aryan couple. I'm not sure which son they meant, but he's got three sons, and two of them are already married, and the other is nine years old.)
One of my friends tweeted a joke about a cat that ended up going viral, and her Twitter account is in her real name, which is a pretty clearly Jewish name, and a whole bunch of white supremacists -- several with Twitter handles that reference Trump -- started tweeting all sorts of garbage at her.
Ugh, the internet is the worst.
I dislike Trump. I wish he was still the slightly amusing caricature that he used to be.
In happier news, I received two reviews and a rating for my book yesterday. That's the most one day activity I've ever seen. All 5-star as well. I'm still trying to line up reviews at blogs, got three so far and one that says he'll post about it but doesn't have time to do a review. I hope they all pan out. I suspect I've reached the limits of my meager social media.
My plan to do nothing in the evening, no projects, for the first time in, oh, a while, was thwarted. I resume normal plans to do too much tomorrow.
I should have waved at msbelle when we passed Fort Wayne today.
In case anyone was wondering, sneezing about 30 times in a row will hurt your throat, stuff up your nose, and make you feel like shite. I do not recommend the practice.
Ouch.