The Great Debate at the End of the Universe

I did not watch the debate,  My wife and I had a simple dinner of spaghetti pommodoro and decided to take a deep breath and watch another mediocre episode of Inspector Lewis.  In truth, we had forgotten that tonight was America's rendez-vous with failure.

Before going to bed, I made the mistake of checking the news and found clips of "the debate."  I exhausted my vocbbulary of Americanisms drawn from Captain Billy's Whizz Bang.  Gee Whillikers.  Holey Moley.

My take?  A sigh of relief.  I never believed any of the claims of AI or the miracles of modern medicine, but still, there is reason sometimes to get the jimjams over what the latterday Victor Frankensteins are up to.  The good news is:  They cannot revivify a corpse or infuse coherence into a case of terminal dementia.

Sadly, I was reminded of a good friend who recently died.  Four or five years ago, he was like Joe Biden, then, a bit forgetful, a bit  anxiety stricken, but he could still come to supper and watch a movie, even if he was getting a little grouchy about everything and could never remember where he left his car keys until finally he was forced to surrender them.  In the past year, though, our friend was only coherent about the things we had done together in the pst.  It was heart-breaking to see him, as we did, at breakfast, confused about whether the syrup went on his pancakes or eggs.

That was the leader of the free world.  With all the vast resources of the American Empire, the disciples of Victor Frankenstein, Dr Moreau, Fu Manchu, and Ant'ny Fauci could not patch together even a semblance of a pathetic old man who had some of his wits left intact.

Trump was Trump, the next-to-last person I might hope to be President of the United States--if there were not several thousand politicos who are far behind him.  With his fatuous cliches and dopey look, his self-importance, his ignorance of everything one might hope a presidential candidate ought to know, he is Plato and Galileo, Babe Ruth and Shakespeare in comparison with the thing that the American people elected to destroy their country.

Thank goodness they have those men in dark suits who, as Bill Clinton informed us in a rare fit of candor, actually run the country.

 

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Thomas Fleming

Thomas Fleming is president of the Fleming Foundation. He is the author of six books, including The Morality of Everyday Life and The Politics of Human Nature, as well as many articles and columns for newspapers, magazines,and learned journals. He holds a Ph.D. in Classics from the University of North Carolina, Chapel Hill and a B.A. in Greek from the College of Charleston. He served as editor of Chronicles: a Magazine of American Culture from 1984 to 2015 and president of The Rockford Institute from 1997-2014. In a previous life he taught classics at several colleges and served as a school headmaster in South Carolina

4 Responses

  1. Allen Wilson says:

    I’m wondering why they even allowed a debate this time. Zaphod won, or I assume he did. I didn’t watch it either. I wish they would throw him in prison so he could run the government from there. Why not imitate art? We may as well.

  2. Allen Wilson says:

    I guess Zaphod’s opponent is the Ruler of the Universe?

  3. Sam Dickson says:

    What a pair!

    The most important point to take from this “debate” is to ask oneself how anyone could continue to have faith in a System that produced 2 repulsive clowns like these?

    Could we do worse if we just put the names of all Americans over 18 and had a lottery?

    You have to work very hard to be stupid enough not to see that this System needs to be replaced.

    But the American people are up to the job. They work very hard at seeing to it that they are constantly conned.

  4. Robert Geraci says:

    I would suggest that both Trump and Biden are exactly representative of the two sides of the polity of this country. You could not do any better than to have emerge these two people. In a sense, they are the end result and epitome of democracy versus the republic we were supposed to be. For the right, Trump represents all that is gut level, devoid of any form of deep thinking or analysis, for what they “know” what it means to have a conservative outlook. It is why there are such massive rallies in support of the candidate. To be fair, their instincts that there is something wrong with the way things are going, is an accurate perspective. And yet the best that they can do is fawn over a celebrity wrestler who will crush the opposition in a WWE match because the way the wrestler thinks and talks in public matches how they think and talk. On the other side is Joe Biden, who represents exactly how the left operates – lying that is no longer lying because it is just how one talks, feeble reasoning abilities, reliance on pablums and accepted truths: racism must be eliminated, whites are evil, the border must remain open because, well, because it wouldn’t be fair to close it. etc In short a 100% emotivist position on how to view and live all of life. These two are the quintessential candidates for our age because unlike leaders of the past who were viewed as ideals, today’s me centered world wants a candidate who thinks and acts just like me.