* The best thing about Trump’s rise is that he serves as a model for how to deal with the Perpetual Grievance Society: every time they act as if Trump has said something so outrageous he can’t possibly survive, and he better kneel and apologize if he ever wants to be allowed back in this town again, he just thumbs his nose at them, and watches his poll numbers rise.
This presents a really very dangerous prospect for the SJWs–and they are all SJWs. Suppose people catch on that brazening it out after flouting political correctness is the path to popularity and respectability among the masses. What then? Especially, what if other politicians and other public figures see how this works?
What’s left of the career opportunities for an SJW if that’s what Trump proves?
* As I make my way through The Art of the Deal, I see plenty of hints that Trump kinda knows the time of day about blacks. Not just because of how he got out of his father’s particular kind of real estate business because of the Federal lawsuit hassles. But he also has a chapter on his very first real estate deal out of college, in Cincinnati. He took over an apartment complex full of just about the worst white people imaginable, people from the Kentucky mountains. He gradually got them out, had them renovated, and got a better more working and middle class variety of white people into the complex. Then one day, one of his tenants approached him when he came to Cincinnati to check up on things, and out of the blue, advised him to sell, because the black undertow (not said in those words) was encroaching. And that it did.
