Most people probably don't give a shit about the obstruction of the Supreme Court nominee. They will have forgotten all about it by November. They have memories like that of goldfish. I bet less than ten percent could even tell you his name right now.
If Trump is the GOP nominee, a lot of Cruz, Kasich, Bush, and Rubio voters will stay home. If anyone but Trump is the nominee, a lot of Trump voters will stay home.
But...if Clinton is the Democratic nominee, a lot of Sanders voters will stay home.
Regardless of who is the nominee, a lot of Americans have already decided to stay home.
As I have been saying for years, the political landscape has become so toxic that elections are now decided by which party pissed off the least number of their own voters.
Each party has a hard central core who will always vote for the party's nominee, no matter who it is. Their party's nominee could be caught throwing live puppies into rush hour traffic, and they will still vote for him.
A small minority of Americans self-identify as Democrats. An even smaller minority self-identify as Republicans. And fewer and fewer of those minorities are voting any more.
The nature of rubes, though, is that their lack of intelligence is more than made up for by energy. The retard horde shows up at the polls in disproportionate numbers, and thus have an out of balance influence on the electoral process.
So the strategy of both parties these days is to forget about trying to win over the intelligent voters. Their focus is now on the hardcore passionate rabble.
Trump exploits this truth like many a huckster in history. The party elite have long felt they need to pander to these flaming idiots, but they never had the demagogic audacity of a Trump who has stripped all the pretense of "code words" from his rhetoric.
The difference between the horrific Trump and and the corrupt Clinton is the way they are perceived by the rubes. Clinton's stains and warts are plainly visible after a quarter century of relentless attacks have eroded her protective layer. Trump's glaring sarcomas, however, are still concealed by his newness and thick cover of gloss.
But like all slick cons, Trump's game depends on momentum and a lot of fast talk. All cons depend on the rapidity of the ripoff before the rube catches on.
There is a time limit to Trump's gambit.
Will it last to November? Who knows. Every time I think the rubes are finally going to catch on, they prove me wrong.
