Sun. Jun 16th, 2024

    It’s not like I haven’t seen this before. When we lived in Tennessee, 3 miles down the road, was a store with great gravy and biscuits, sausage and biscuits and the Trump Bus with all the signs for sale, memorabilia, Trump flags, and other promo stuff. Hey, I always found it odd, but free speech, blah, blah blah…
    Where we live now is a tiny, often sleepy, little Adirondack village, in what they used to call “The Central Adirondacks.” Down the road, maybe 1/4 of a mile, is a place they often call “The Ern” because at one time part of the tavern sign didn’t light up coming one way. The other way it was “The Tav.”
    Right next to it, this Memorial Day weekend, is a Trump trailer with tons of Trump stuff for sale. Again: free speech, blah, blah, blah. There’s a truck running around with a Trump flag more than half the size of the truck, I swear. Saw this in Tennessee too, though not quite that big.
    I think what finally inspired me to type this today was the Trump blow up punching bag-like inflatable. No punching allowed, I’m sure, not that I would, though I do wonder if some politically incorrect kid got punished for thinking it was like my old Fred Flintstone blow up I had as a kid. I swear it was not only more than 30 feet tall, but a terrible likeness.
    Look, ya’ll can believe whatcha want. AGAIN: free speech, blah, blah, blah, but there’s at least one serious question here…
    How is this NOT a cult? Yes, Joe Biden doesn’t inspire huge inflatables, but neither did Obama, or Clinton. Not even Bush, that I recall. I don’t recall many if any huge flags.
    I also don’t recall drawings of any of them well cut, like they weren’t old guys, some overweight and awkward at times.(Maybe more so Trump? Maybe?) Riding tanks holding flags, having a halo, Jesus blessing him… etc.
    I don’t recall huge CarterObamaBiden flags.
    Or images of them as if they’re JesusGodHolySpook… OK I do recall some mocking: a vastly overweight Trump on a cross. Such mocking being a both sides thing.
    And I sure as hell don’t recall any (bad portrayal), gigunda inflatables, unless mocking. Both sides do that. Remember Trump Baby? But this is different. It’s more like worship.
    And to get into The Ern do you have to walk between his legs? Now we’ve gone from, “You (don’t just) like him, ya looovvee him.” (Thank you Sandra Bullock.) Now ya’ll have gone from his throwing people under the bus to… never mind.
    Better only say supportive things on the way in unless you want a poo-doo.
    Seriously, especially in a tiny town it’s as if ya’ll think Jesus had come to town. 40 foot Jesus. Ya love him, I get it, but this certainly qualifies as cult-like behavior. Just like 1/6 did. Would you have approved Biden or Obama fans doing the same? Erecting a gallows, trying to catch Pence and Pelosi to hang them? Trying to bust through to those they wished to hang when a cop tells her to stop then has to shoot her?
    You know damn well you wouldn’t.
    Remember all the noise when Gore just wanted the count completed, not recount after recount, after recount, when even the counters hired by the recount demanders constantly came to the same conclusion: Biden won? Hell, they tore apart machines. And weren’t ya’ll those who defended kneeing a person to death who did stop resisting, and now disobeying and pushing (beating too) a cop is “OK” because it serves your deity?
    YES, I used “deity,” because this isn’t the behavior of those who just prefer a candidate.
    Jim Jones comes to mind, only seems like you want to force everyone else to drink the Flavor Aid.

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    “Inspection” is a column that has been written by Ken Carman for over 50 years. Inspection is dedicated to looking at odd angles, under all the rocks and into the unseen cracks and crevasses that constitute the issues and philosophical constructs of our day: places few think, or even dare, to venture.
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By Ken Carman

Retired entertainer, provider of educational services, columnist, homebrewer, collie lover, writer of songs, poetry and prose... humorist, mediocre motorcyclist, very bad carpenter, horrid handyman and quirky eccentric deluxe.

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