[A few thoughts inspired by the sad implosion that is Marybeth Glenn] — Dear conservative NeverTrump diehards, who denounced Donald Trump throughout 2016 and cannot quiet your chatterbox brains long enough to understand what just happened in America:
We who have not suffered neurological short-circuits almost feel sorry for you, and if not for your willful ignorance we’d probably promote public sympathy for you with tender entreaties and pictures of teddy bears.
But because you insist on being so loud and dumb we’re going in a different direction.
What do normal people see when they look at you?
First of all, the NeverTrump holdouts appear twisted by bitterness and unaware of of the fact they are embarrassing themselves.
They think they are the conservative movement’s “remnant church,” the keepers of the flame of truth, when in fact they are the conservative movement’s crazy uncle.
They wear their bitterness like a soup-stained shirt. Their worldview, an alternate reality where everything Trump does is the Worst Thing Ever, becomes more tiresome each day.
When they talk, people don’t listen. What they write goes unread. They are the ones who fancy themselves kingly raconteurs of Facebook, but have long been unfollowed by most friends and left fulminating into the ether.
What brought them to this sorry state?
Their thought process got demented, pushing them to weird positions ungrounded in reality. Before the election, it was promoting Twilight Zone campaigns like Evan McMullin’s and promising a “final surprise” that would end Donald Trump; since the election, they waste everyone’s time with witless, empty criticism and petty blathering.
The NeverTrump lecturers share the familiar unhinged perspective that poses magical solutions to other people’s real-world problems, much like libertarians, Christian Reconstructionists, and other varieties of sociopathic egotists.
Of course, the world is full of Democrat kooks who will make surreal claims about any Republican, and whom many Americans find easy to ignore. But the NeverTrump crazies, we must admit, are actually knowledgeable about American politics and they present themselves as having a degree of expertise in their unending castigation of Trump.
They should, and probably do, know better.
They know that most presidents have made mistakes that have harmed the country. With presidents, we get problems. A Hillary Clinton presidency would have brought immense problems solely on the basis of what she said she would do, apart from the unintended or unstated consequences.
The NeverTrump conservatives know these things. They also know, therefore, that as far as we can tell at this point, Donald Trump could easily become one of the better conservative presidents. Might not happen, but it might. His cabinet appointments so far are promising. He might be better on immigration and federal spending than Reagan was. He might appoint better Supreme Court justices than did George H. Bush or his son. Could certainly be better than Nixon in many areas. And Trump surely may be better in every respect than every Democratic president going back half a century or longer.
From what we can see so far, there is no reason on earth to be pessimistic about Trump based on our experience with the Bushes or any other president of the past fifty years.
Yet, somehow, with Trump still weeks away from taking office, the NeverTrump critics – often boasting a mantle of Godly righteousness – find it worthwhile to expend effort tearing down his every move. They spend far more time on this than any of them spent criticizing Hillary Clinton – or, for that matter, Barack Obama, during the past few years.
Unlike Trump whom the NeverTrump egotists predict will fail, the Republican Congress has in fact failed miserably in living up to their pre-election promises for several elections now but, oddly, NeverTrump conservatives are willing to give that record a thorough whitewash.
An impartial observer would have to say that is some pretty nasty BS you are trying to dump on Americans.
So to you, dear conservative NeverTrump has-beens, let us say: We have you figured out. And your predicament is not complicated.
You are on the outside looking in. Your opportunities for greater fame, money, and especially influence, vanished on the morning of November 9. Your subsequent humiliation, and need to basically find a new reason for anyone to pay attention, signal your descent into irrelevance.
You bet on the wrong horse.
We get it: To any self-imagined conservative hotshot, this is Hell. And nobody should listen to the voices from the outer darkness.