By Dustin Rowles | Politics | October 3, 2018 |
By Dustin Rowles | Politics | October 3, 2018 |
Last night, while I was watching that video of Donald Trump mocking sexual assault survivor Christine Blasey Ford, I couldn’t get over what I was seeing in the crowd behind him.
WATCH: President Trump mocks Dr. Christine Blasey Ford, who has accused Trump's Supreme Court pick Judge Kavanaugh of sexual misconduct, during rally in Mississippi. https://t.co/pZfWN8IFMV pic.twitter.com/81YEs8oXr5
— MSNBC (@MSNBC) October 3, 2018
Look: Trump is an inhumane cartoon villain. He mocks prisoners of war. He mocks Gold Star parents, and disabled reporters, so the fact that he mocks sexual assault survivors is really par for the course, isn’t it? It’s disturbing, and it’s upsetting, and it’s infuriating, but it’s not surprising.
Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me with this? What is the purpose of this? Was there no other vitriol you could spew to rile up your base and deepen this country’s divide? You used THIS?? Do you even understand the message you’re sending? Where is your sense of human decency? https://t.co/SdEh7fFLtL
— Chris Evans (@ChrisEvans) October 3, 2018
Cap, you and I both know that Trump has no human decency. Never has. Not an ounce. But that crowd? Laughing and clapping, and rooting the President on while he mocks a sexual assault victim? It’s unconscionable. You see the woman on the bottom right, holding up her “Women for Trump” sign as Trump dismisses Ford and calls Brett Kavanaugh the real victim. It’s sickening.
Seeing that, the first thing I thought about was that episode of Tim Allen’s Last Man Standing I reviewed earlier this week. I got a lot of poorly spelled hate e-mail for that one from conservatives who stumbled upon it via Google. “Maybe you should have listened to the closing credits and understood it is time to stop acting like this and start having open conversation,” one email read. “I was originally going to title this email you are an idiot but realised that would be hypocritical.”
The emailer is referring to the message that Tim Allen ends each show with, and in this episode — about a family of liberals and conservatives overlooking their differences for the benefit of the entire family — Allen says, “Even in our country, not communicating seems to be the weapon of choice right now. We unfriend, unlike, and unfollow instead of trying to understand each other. It doesn’t matter which side you’re on — although, one side literally has the word “right” right in it (*sneering laughter*) — if we just hunker down in our separate corners, nobody wins.”
Go f**k yourself, Tim Allen. What is there to “understand” about a woman from Mississippi holding up a “Women for Trump” sign while Donald Trump mocks a woman who a Supreme Court nominee tried to rape? What is there to understand about people who support a President who says that “it’s a scary time for young men in America”? That “women are doing great”? What is there to understand about people who support banning Muslims? Who support a President who — just yesterday — banned visas for the same-sex partners of diplomats. Who creates a myth about himself about being a self-made man, when the NYTimes proves that he received hundreds of millions of dollars from his father through fraudulent means?
There is no “understanding” that. I have no interest in listening to anyone try to rationalize why that’s OK. And please, spare me the “I don’t support the man, only the agenda” because the man is the agenda. And that man would throw a sexual assault survivor or a disabled reporter or a Gold Star family under the bus, but he sings the praises of a murdering dictator, Kim Jong Un:
“I was really being tough, and so was he, and we’d go back and forth. And then we fell in love. Okay? No, really. He wrote me beautiful letters, and they’re great letters. We fell in love.”
There’s nothing more to understand. I have Trump-supporting in-laws. They’re not invited to Thanksgiving. Or Christmas. And no, we’re not bringing the grandkids out to Florida next year, and if they ask why they’re not allowed to go next year, we’ll tell them exactly why. But I am also not “hunkering down” in my separate corner, Tim Allen. I am standing up, in the middle of the room, and I am shouting, “Get the hell away from me. I don’t want to be near you. I want you to go the hell away.”
There will be no “understanding.” Trump is a monster, and anyone who supports him is a monster, and if they want to die on that hill, they can be my f—king guest.