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    • Terri Connett

    • March 18, 2016 in Columnists

    The devil’s advocate

    I nearly choked on my Lean Cuisine Vermont white cheddar mac and cheese last night when Lester Holt casually mentioned Donald Trump’s new delegate count. 666. Of course that’s a fluid number and today, with additional delegates from Illinois and Missouri, it’s moved on to 673 and will continue to grow. But in that moment, a twisted image popped into my head from the great 1976 film “The Omen.”

    Gregory Peck leaned over a sleeping Donald Trump and carefully brushed back Donald’s brushed-over hair to reveal the sign of the beast.

    Trump is anti-immigrant, anti-Muslim, anti-Obamacare, anti-climate science, anti-EPA and anti-truth. Could he also be the antichrist?

    He says he wishes it was like the old days when he could punch somebody in the face. And then feigns innocence when people actually get punched in the face. Trump admitted the violence in his crowds “adds to the flavor” and “makes it more exciting.” He incites his followers to attack anti-Trump protesters and ups the ante by offering to pay their legal fees (which he later denied to George Stephanopoulos.) Don’t believe your lying ears, he didn’t say it.

    Trump pummels his opponents with nasty personal remarks and obnoxious tweets. He says he hates most journalists but assures us he wouldn’t kill them. He claimed he could shoot somebody on Fifth Avenue and get away with it. Why do I think this isn’t a joke?

    And now he’s saying all he has to do is come close to the 1237 delegates necessary to claim the GOP nomination. The existing rules don’t really apply to him. He predicts/orders riots if anybody else becomes the Republican nominee.

    In addition to taking his time to disavow David Duke, so as not to offend his KKK supporters, Trump may also have been courting the incestuous bastards within his base when he said, “She has a very nice figure. If Ivanka wasn’t my daughter, perhaps I’d be dating her.”

    No slimy stone left unturned.

    Trump has tapped into something much darker than electorate anger. He has given his blessing to hate. His supporters tell blacks to “go back to Africa” and Jews to “go to Auschwitz.” They push, punch and spit on their fellow human beings as Big Daddy nods with approval.

    Of course Donald Trump didn’t create racism, Islamophobia, or any of the other venom that exists within ignorant people in our country. This isn’t the first time ugliness has shown up at political rallies. But as a leader, Trump needs to do the John McCain thing and grab the mic out of that old lady’s hand to set the record straight.

    I think most people listen to the angel on their shoulders rather than the little red guy with the pitch fork and pointy tail. But when the big orange guy with the solid-gold ego and self-proclaimed giant brain tells the vulnerable he can make their lives better… they buy it. Hook, line and stinker. They loved it when Donald Trump fired people on TV who were smarter and better off than themselves. They have no idea where he stands on the issues that affect their lives. And they have no interest in doing any research to find the candidate who aligns with their goals and dreams.

    I wrote a column back in July entitled, “The GOP deserves the S.O.B.” Like most, I didn’t think he had a snowball’s chance to make it this far. But if a majority of Americans vote for Donald Trump to be our next president, there will be hell to pay for us all.

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