Trumpster Fire: Roll Around in the Garbage of the 2016 Election

    Republican presidential hopeful Donald Trump speaks at his South Carolina campaign kickoff rally in Bluffton, S.C., Tuesday, July 21, 2015. (AP Photo/Stephen B. Morton)

I suppose I should preface this by saying that I am a Bernie Sanders supporter. If you are a Trump supporter, kindly fuck off. Thanks.

Today is Super Tuesday. 13 states will hold primaries and caucuses. You know that. You also probably know that this election has only been looking worse for Bernie Sanders, who can’t seem to break through to minority voters and is looking at losing in many southern states.

How are things on the other side of the aisle? Oh that’s right. Donald Trump has chewed up, digested, and shat out the Republican Party. People like him because he’s “honest.” Journalists have pointed out the fact that Trump’s claims are pretty much all just varying degrees of false. Nonetheless, Trump remains the frontrunner and, if projections are worth anything, could have a momentous Super Tuesday and all but secure the nomination.

So here I am. For those who don’t know me, I’m a Massachusetts kid who goes to school in Virginia. For what it’s worth, Trump is projected to win the republican primaries in both of those states. I’m looking down the barrel of a Clinton-Trump race and, well, I am fucking pissed.

To me, and many other idealistic members of the current college generation, Bernie Sanders was our one chance at supporting a candidate who made us hopeful. His message is that our country can be better, and he wants to make that happen. Small donors, not large corporations who are paying to gain access to the white house, fund his campaign. Bernie ignores the personal bullshit attacks that we normally see in politics and sticks to his issues. His scope may be limited – most of Bernie’s talking points cover inequality in some shape or form – but his enthusiasm and commitment to public service has made him extremely popular among young voters.

Hillary Rodham Clinton’s campaign has struck a different tone. She has been faced with a candidate who is progressive beyond belief, and she has tried to both appear progressive and stake her claim as a pragmatic moderate. She is a political giant that entered the race with a substantial lead and continues to demolish Bernie along super delegate lines – she is the party candidate, and she seems downright unstoppable. It seems that outsider candidates simply can’t compete with the power of an entire political party.

Oh wait, I’m sorry. Trump is an outsider candidate who has demolished the party running against him. While Trump’s support expanded, the GOP focused on preventing Ted Cruz from running the table. They didn’t see Trump as a legitimate threat. They divided their ranks and asked their voters to support a couple of the most milquetoast motherfuckers on the planet. And now Trump is kicking their asses. He has built a campaign on fear: fear of immigrants, fear of islam, fear that our country “doesn’t win anymore.” Politics isn’t about fear. It’s about hope. It seems like hope has become a four letter word in the current political culture.

So here we are, all of us. It looks like a choice between a woman so detached from American society that she gets paid hundreds of thousands of dollars to deliver a speech and a literal monster. In that campaign, what counts as truth? Hillary’s flip flopping on social issues and checkered past (and disingenuous nature, if I can add some personal flavor) vs. the Donald’s delusional tirades and frankly racist policy proposals.

I hope when I check back in later today I can be more hopeful. But right now, this campaign is looking like one giant dumpster fire. Actually, I’ll call it what it is: this campaign has become a fucking Trumpster fire.

Stay tuned to Stitched Up for a full run down of Super Tuesday when polls wrap up tonight.