The contrast between Bernie Sanders’ victory speech and Donald Trump’s Tuesday night in New Hampshire could not have been more stark.
Of course, there’s a reason for that.
Let’s first start by calling a spade a spade: Like most “modern” U.S. Democrats, Sanders believes that Karl Marx was right. Socialists live in a world of emotion, and their outright hatred of “the rich” is informed by the debilitating and immature psychological drives of envy and resentment. Since Sanders’ “thinking” has neither advanced nor matured since Woodstock (He must have been in Managua campaigning for Daniel Ortega when the Berlin Wall and the Soviet Union fell.), the re-named philosophy he calls “Democratic socialism” is perfect for him. As has been observed, if a man isn’t a socialist when he’s 18, he doesn’t have a heart, but if he isn’t a capitalist when he’s 30, he doesn’t have a brain. The indisputable fact that, in capitalism, there’s never enough money, but in communism, there’s never enough food, is one whose public utterance Sanders and his leftist friends would happily criminalize, no doubt.
His speech Tuesday evening, after wiping the voting booth floor with Hillary Clinton, was perfect Lenin-esque rhetoric, dressed-up for the brainwashed, disaffected union-teacher-indoctrinated modern American. Condemning achievement as a basic “wrong” is perfect new-speak for those who have convinced themselves that the poor are poor because “the rich” are rich, and that, somehow, government has the “right” to change the entire outcome equation by ignoring market-driven values.
Shortly after Sanders’ exercise in nostalgia for the U.S.S.R., The Donald arrived at Trump New Hampshire H.Q. It was as if the rain stopped, the clouds parted, the sun came out, and perspective was restored. (Despite repeated requests from Chuck Todd, Andrea Mitchell and Dana Bash, The Donald will not reveal his tactics and strategy for defeating isis, deporting illegals and reducing the ranks of would-be terrorists here in our own country…but, I digress.)
Trump’s victory speech was uplifting, inspiring, patriotic and more-than-welcome. The usual Trump jargon flowed freely, of course, but there was one moment that screamed from the past: The crowd at Trump H.Q. spontaneously burst into a chant of “U.S.A! U.S.A!” while the Donald was saying, “I will be the greatest ‘jobs president’ God has ever created.”
Or was it while he was saying, “America is going to start winning again so much that it’s going to be completely amazing”? Well, whatever he said, the crowd loved it. But Trump’s persona is one of unfettered optimism for America, and his world view seems to depict America much more as the “good guy” than Sanders’ view which, like Obama’s, blames the U.S. as the source of virtually every economic, biological and social problem that has ever beset mankind since the dawn of time.
Whenever it happened, the crowd itself was as refreshing as Trump’s politically-incorrect pronouncements have been since June. One might view him as a match, lighting a single, yet massive, candle. It’s better than cursing the darkness.
When was the last time you heard “U.S.A! U.S.A!” ringing out, spontaneously, from a crowd at a Democrat function, rally or gathering? I’ll answer that question: Never.
And, besides the rhetoric, therein is the difference between the two (currently) leading candidates: Republicans love America. Democrats love Karl Marx. Depend on it.