All of a sudden the world became a much darker place, and I have to admit that I myself never thought I’d live to see a fascist behind the Oval office desk, until about a year ago.
Certainly I had faith that our American friends wouldn’t let it come to that – that the dismal poll figures were an expression of discontent that wouldn’t materialise in actual votes on election day, but as you will see, going back to my mid-2016 posts on the matter, I wasn’t at all convinced.
Today we see pundits expressing theories indicating that President Trump fancies himself more than just a president, just as previous leaders reckoned themselves more than a mere Reichskanzler, for instance. Well, my dear pundits, anyone could have told you that.
As I wrote in a quick post yesterday, I sincerely hope I’ve been wrong about Trump all along, but am in fact afraid that I never really was.
Times were indeed dangerous, just as they were, but I fear they suddenly got worse. A whole lot worse.
I know you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, but when the content trumps (I know!) the appearances, as is the case, incredible as it may seem, you know you’re facing the real deal.
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the 45th President of The United States of America:
P.S. I apologise to American readers taking offence by smug Europeans, but I’ve touched on the subject before (last March, sadly in Norwegian). The world being what it is, U.S. domestic affairs are in some cases international affairs, due to America’s self-imposed role in international politics, which is to say that U.S. elections are very much our business, too. While we do not have the right to vote in matters of serious consequences for our own future (i.e. U.S. presidential elections), we most certainly have the right to express our thoughts on it. After all, we stand to suffer the consequences. That is a given, but I thought it best to specify.