I am happy not to be writing much about politics; we are drowning in analysis, anxiety, confusion, and hysteria.
But the wave is here, and about to wash this awful mess away. And it’s going to change a lot, although not instantly.
The big media houses are losing value and followers; the best, most honest, and most interesting news is online, where media is reviving and returning to its purpose, red and blue. Hail to the young. With one or two exceptions, the legacy media, as they are called, are now seen only by the befuddled elderly. Good riddance.
The troubled King is falling to pieces; our world is changing. Some things bring out the worst in peoople. Some things bring out the best. I feel as if I am seeing some of that, amidst all of the shouting and anger.
The young are making their own media online, and it is vibrant, recent, and surprisingly honest. It is even bringing together a whole new world of journalism. It is changing our world.
They even fight with one another and talk to one another in a fascinating way. They speak hard truths and think deeply. They love what they do, as old-style journalists loved what they did. I was one of them.
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They are the now and the future; I read a dozen of them every morning for a few minutes. I’m astonished.
As a former political writer, I want to know what is going on. These kids have become one of the most powerful forces in our nation. We failed them. Truth is just as powerful as lies; it just takes some time.
It’s now clear to me. The Democrats are by no means perfect, but they have drawn fascinating people this time, mostly women. They are bringing what politics calls “a wave”: a new movement that is drawing millions of people and already shattering old values and a corrupted political world. And yes, the old farts, corrupted by other people’s money, are horrified. Too bad.
The young behind their microphones can even laugh and curse if they wish, and they never wear ties or jackets. I love watching them. I wish I were younger. My journalism is dead; this media is brilliant and growing before our eyes. What we hoped for is true: this culture can, in fact, free information.
They often talk from the heart, something the old stiffs are no longer allowed to do.
Our world is not coming to an end, but it is on the verge of a rebirth; we are sick of hatred, cruelty, lies, and corruption. Those are the things that have brought down Kings for centuries. Nothing is really new. It’s just new to us.
What is about to happen is exciting, powerful, and revolutionary in the best way. It’s a tech revolution, not a one with guns and rifles. As a former political writer, I can’t help but see it. It brings me joy.
The King is falling apart, aging, frightened, desperate to hand a buck to his dwindling followers; they don’t expect to see it either. Bribes in politics are the best sign of collapse and surrender.
He is enraging new African and American and immigrant and Hispanic followers, and the new movement of promise and decency – and truth – is ballooning right in front of us.
Mr. Trump will do everything he can to disrupt and dismember the election, but he will find himself in a different world than before. The trouble with lies, repeated again and again, is that even the people who love you will stop believing you. No one believes you, sir, not even those who love you.
He will fail at his obvious assault on our freedom. He has little power now and no credibility. He is unwell and fighting his worst enemy: aging. He will fail.
Countless mayors, governments, and local bureaucrats work day and night to defend our political system when it is threatened, and they will prevail.
Just as no one is listening to lies now, they will be even less inclined to listen to them after an election that is not really in much doubt, no matter how hysterical our media has become.
People are sick of this governing and simply won’t put up with it any longer. They want change. They are sick of lies. They want to buy houses and afford groceries.
The history of Kings like this is clear. Their heads, egos, and greed can’t handle it, and they go mad and fall apart. They all make the same mistakes. This King could have had it all for a year or so; he did. But they can’t stop. Greed is their devil.
One political cliché is very real: money is powerful, but people are the most powerful force in any culture. They are aroused, in motion, and even joining up with people who were enemies just hours ago.
Just wait and see.
I hope we’ll see what I believe we are seeing. I hope people will smile and take a breath as this circus ends and falls apart. Good can win. Keep the faith. You may need it.
Prepare for kindness. Prepare for justice. Prepare for truth. It’s just around the corner.
Our King is becoming less powerful by the hour, even getting booed and ridiculed in the places that gave birth to him and his movement.
I can’t help but pity him; it is no pleasure to see a remarkable man like that come apart in full view of the world. We are all to blame, just not one troubled man.
He knows it too; look at his face when he talks. It’s a sad and frightened face.
I hope I never lost my ability to feel empathy.
Otherwise, I will be just like what I most hate.
That would be the end of me.
