Today is not the end. It’s just the beginning. —Donald
Amid the blaring, pulsating hype of American culture, every election
By doubling down on Trump’s Big Lie that the election was stolen, Republicans are making their base angrier, more radical, and more likely to turn to violence.
The New York Review of Books
Trumpism is driven by cruelty and domination even as its rhetoric claims grievance and victimization. The attack on the Capitol showed that Donald Trump’s army of millions will not just melt away when he leaves office.
Why do people hardly even talk about all the car plants Trump has brought to Michigan?
Maren Hennemuth/picture alliance via Getty Images, Guantánamo Bay detention camp,
Through his first three films, CHARLES FERGUSON has become one
You must remember this: A long hallway, stretching from one
The New York Review of Books Reality Rebellion Mark Danner
All American elections tend to be touted as historic, for all American culture tends toward the condition of hype. Flummoxing, then, to be confronted with a struggle for political power in which, for once, all is at stake. We have long since forfeited the words to confront it, rendering superlatives threadbare, impotent. No accident that among so many other things Donald J. Trump is the Candidate of Dead Words, spewing “fantastic” and “amazing” and “huge” in all directions, clogging the airtime broadcasters have lavished upon him with a deadening rhetoric reminiscent of the raving man hunched beside you on the bar stool.