Those of you who read my blog on a regular basis know that I was not a supporter of Donald Trump from the beginning. Of the 17 original Republican candidates, I liked Ted Cruz the most and Ben Carson second-most. What changed my mind more than anything was Sarah Palin's endorsement of Trump in January 2016. See here. I love Sarah Palin. When she came out for Trump, it stopped me in my tracks. I started listening carefully to Trump and watching people's reactions to him on the campaign trail. I quickly realized that he was more than a reality-television star. He was talking about the things I care about: borders, culture, tradition, and, most importantly, the devastating effects of free trade on our country and its working people. At the same time, I noticed how sleazy and slimy Ted Cruz was. Cruz's father scared the dickens out of me with his speaking-in-tongues religion.
Was I ever in doubt about Trump's electoral chances? Not really. After the Brexit vote in mid-2016, it was clear to me that something profound was going on in the world. The people were rebelling against the elites. Cosmopolitanism was giving way to nationalism. This boded well for Trump, and now we know that it made a profound difference. I've been around long enough to know when politics as usual has ended and something momentous and transformative has begun. The last time we had a candidate like Trump was in 1828, when Andrew Jackson was swept into office. Historians call that the Jacksonian Moment. We are now in the Trumpian Moment. I can't wait to see Barack Obama erased from history. His eight years in office were an aberration brought about by white guilt. Accusations of racism against whites had grown so frequent and so vociferous that many whites decided to "let the black man have a chance," manifestly unqualified though he was. They thought this would absolve them of guilt. What they should have done is deny guilt. Slavery is over. The race hustlers would have us believe otherwise, but that's because they benefit from black victimhood and white guilt.
Thank you, Sarah Palin, for opening my eyes.
