The electricity had been out for over an hour, and the emergency lights at the corner of the bar – powered by an ancient, sputtering, apneatic generator just outside the back door — made the whole place look even more desperate, desolate and forgotten than usual, if that was even possible.
He’s fatter than I thought he’d be, and older, too. That long lock of bottle-blond hair, which no doubt in better days would have been coiled around his head like an old garden hose, dangles almost down his shoulder, another casualty of the cold wind in this goddamned place.
All of the world, not just his puppet master Putin, but France, and Germany, and North Korea, now have carte blanche to question our judgement and our moral authority to lead on any question. The fact that he has risen so far, so fast, and the fear that another Trump, perhaps more polished, could ride the same wave and go further next time, has those nations weighing their options today, and that makes the world a much more dangerous place.
For a few days now, I’ve been trying to come up with a cogent argument that would persuade potential Trump voters that he is so far outside the normal or even tolerable bounds of political discourse, that a vote for him would actually be tantamount to voting “no” on a referendum on the future of the Republic. And I flatter myself I’ve come up with several very good arguments. But now I’m giving up..
Seamus McGraw is the author of a few books, including the critically acclaimed The End of Country: Dispatches from the Frack Zone, and the forthcoming Betting the Farm on a Drought: Stories from the Front Line of Climate Change, due in April 2015 from The University of Texas Press.
Seamus has been a regular contributor to many publications, incuding the New York Times, Huffington Post, Playboy, Popular Mechanics, Reader’s Digest, The Forward, Spin, Stuff, and Radar, and has appeared on Fox Latino.
He has received the Freedom of Information Award from the Associated Press Managing Editors, the Golden Quill Award, as well as honors from the Casey Foundation and the Society of Professional Journalists.
A father of four, he lives in the woods of northeastern Pennsylvania with his wife, Kren, his children, and a neighborly bear named "Fardels" with boundary issues.