In 1922 the first fascist dictator known to the history of twentieth-century Europe announced, more or less arbitrarily but not without some degree of armed and determined supporters, that he, Benito Mussolini, was the choice of the Italian people to run the government of Italy.
His advent to power was described by contemporaries [as I understand it, including Mr Mussolini’s own newspaper] as The March on Rome, although, my high-school textbook was careful to point out to the attentive Italian-American teenager, the man Himself took a train to the Eternal City on that occasion.
Germany, Italy, and elsewhere of the 1920s, meet the United States in the Terrible Teens.
Mr Trump, the leading candidate for nomination of one of two so-called “major parties” [describing the Ins and the Outs since the dawn of the Republic] has today threatened the Party itself with violence.
“I think we’ll win before getting to the convention,” Trump said on CNN’s “New Day.” “But I can tell you, if we didn’t, and if we’re 20 votes short or if we’re 100 short, and we’re at 1100 and somebody else is at 500 or 400 — because we’re way ahead of everybody — I don’t think you can say that we don’t get it automatically. I think you’d have riots. I think you’d have riots. I’m representing a tremendous — many, many millions of people.”
So here we are. The March on Rome, American style.
Update 6 April 2016:
accompanies the first published prediction, by the so-called Mainstream Media, of a Trump electoral victory in November
Meanwhile, those Americans who have had to contend with vibrant diversity, shuttered factories, SJWs, and the manifold other joys of late modernity have started to chew thoughtfully on a certain crimson-hued psychotropic substance.
Your Intrepid Reporter can decipher SJWs as Social Justice Warriors — you know, the Charles Johnsons of the Late Imperial Age city — but will have to punt on what psychotropic substance is crimson-hued.
That is the entirety of The Foundry and Dixie, and most of New England, MexAmerica, Ecotopia, and the Las Vegas enclave.
That is about 70% of the US White population.
If Donald Trump can figure out how to kick them into high-energy mode, the White House will be his to lose.
Update 8 May 2016:
Update 29 May 2016: Predictions, such as this one of a Trump victory are becoming commonplace.
Darth Vaders power stems from his reminding us of death, says Izvestiya-on-the-Potomac
On television and on the stump, at debates and in speeches, Donald Trump is reminding the American people that they are going to die.
The reminders aren’t explicit, and they probably aren’t part of an intentional strategy. All the same, much of Trump’s rhetoric could have the effect of bringing his viewers’ omnipresent fear of death closer to their conscious minds, according to Sheldon Solomon, a psychologist at Skidmore College in Saratoga Springs, N.Y.
That includes his emphasis on terrorism, unsurprisingly, but also his preoccupation with immigration. This focus might be helping Trump, since Solomon’s recent research shows that people who are thinking about death are more likely to say they support him. Study subjects who were prompted to talk about their own death later rated their support for Trump 1.66 points higher on a five-point scale than those who were prompted to talk about pain generally.