Last Saturday, hundreds of thousands of people in cities across the country came out in defiant protest against Donald Trump. Bravely wearing those ridiculous, amorphous pink hats, women took to the streets with their neutered husbands and impressionable children in tow to “take on” the President. They chanted, they marched, they made their cool signs with all sorts of neat supplies from Michael’s, the unemployed hippies played their drums, Pocahontas made a rousing speech, and Madonna threatened to blow up the government.
They poured through the streets in wave after wave from Los Angeles to New York with their black, Muslim, queer, and Hispanic allies alongside them to make their voices heard! This should have been a political grand slam. Hey look over there! Those rambunctious, millennial women at the beginning of the parade dressed up like vaginas! Take that Drumpf! Look at all the clever signs! So funny, that old woman is mad because she still has to protest, what a riot!
According to the mainstream media, this was among the largest protests in US history. Surely the effects of such a dramatic event would be felt for months, maybe years to come! With such an enormous show of solidarity between white liberals and cosmopolitan minorities, who could possibly stop this group of people who collectively hold no institutional power? After all, the protestors say that this is the new normal, their “resistance” will continue all the time for the next four years.
But if that truly is the case, then so what? Who cares?
The past three months of protests and organizing have reached a scale never before seen in American history. The sheer amount of financial, political, and social capital at the disposal of left wing power players to drum up armies of disaffected, disenfranchised urban populations is unprecedented. Had it not been in response to an almost absolute seizure of power by America’s premier real estate mogul and the Republican Party, this activism would be the stuff of Saul Alinsky’s fantasies.
But of course, the object of this defiance is the one they call the madman, the God Emperor. A man who went up in the polls after he said that former presidential candidate and veteran John McCain was not a war hero because he was captured and tortured. A man who elicited laughter from an audience of GOP donors when he said that he had only called Rosie O’Donnell a “fat pig” and a “disgusting animal.” A man who told political royalty Jeb Bush that his brother lied the country into the Iraq War on a Republican stage yet went on to win the presidential nomination.
A man who, just four weeks before the presidential election was caught saying he could “grab (women) by the pussy” and within 48 hours recovered the race almost completely and then won it just three weeks later. Through attrition, Donald Trump has slowly but surely destroyed any significant measure of public pressure that the press or a protest could exert on him. The era of Saul Alinsky is over.
In fact, we witnessed the exact moment when the soul of that late Marxist agitator finally passed on into the ether. In the closing remarks of Barack Obama’s Farewell Address he said that if ordinary cultural Marxists wanted to affect change, they ought to “pick up a clipboard and do some organizing,” as he had done in Chicago. The perfectly pathetic call to action by a lame duck president was silenced not more than twelve hours later when the new President stole the news cycle the next morning by calling Buzzfeed, that repository of white hating degeneracy, a “failing pile of garbage.” That had been the last breath of Alinsky.
Few people could have guessed in which direction the nation would proceed after Obama because few could fathom how they could put the nation back together again. In the wake of the endlessly divisive, critical, malicious, self immolating politicking of the Democrat machine, how could the nation at once recover its identity crisis, break the shackles of political correctness, and then figure out how to right the ship?
The answer was simple. After eight years of corruption by an Alinskyite, basically a double agent trained in propagandizing through subversive speeches, we needed a doer. Any normal president would see the massive protests, the pink hats, hearing the pussy tape on repeat in their mind, tortured over how to answer a coalition of anarchists whose sole objective is to burn. Donald Trump shrugged, tweeted a mild acknowledgement, and went on to scrap the Trans Pacific Partnership two days later. Women’s March? When?
Moreover, Trump had already been winning against Alinsky throughout the election, and this was precipitated by Brexit. The entire Obama-Hillary strategy depended almost entirely on the passivity of white people, bullied into docile submission by the political correctness police.
Only with their obliging ignorance in the transformation of the country could the Democrat Party secure power by appealing to deep racialist sentiments within the various minority communities. Winning enormous margins of blacks, Hispanics, Asians, and counting on whites to stay home was the Alinsky ticket to a one party state. Demographically, with a pro amnesty President in office right now, this would have been all but assured.
With total power in sight, Hillary overplayed her hand and it took a strategist like Trump to see the vulnerability and exploit to critical effect. In each and every speech, Trump held a mirror up to the country and shocked enough people into realizing that we didn’t want a nation in which terrorism, race riots, unemployment, and Spanish predominated.
He parried with a bit of genius Alinsky rhetoric of his own, “Make America Great Again,” a statement which betrays a profoundly offensive but necessary truth about the state of the country veiled in a patriotic battle cry. At once daring the reckless liberal into either denying or affirming America’s greatness, either way strengthening a nationalistic brand which beats Alinsky’s racialist brand every time.
The grand women’s march on Saturday was no women’s march at all. An event without purpose, message, brand, or ultimately an effect. As Trump has coopted the nation’s true disenfranchised, the old Alinsky coalition has no banner to wave other than that of anarchy. Obamacare has been repealed, the TPP is dead, the Republicans inherited the union vote. All that’s left of Barack Obama, Hillary Clinton, and Saul Alinsky is those lousy pink hats.