Ever since Donald Trump won the presidential election, all eyes, and wringing hands, have been on the white blob who voted for him. These “loud, illiterate and credulous people,” as Salon brands them, think on an “emotional level.” Bill Moyers warned that ours is a “dark age of unreason,” in which “low information” folks are lining up behind “The Trump Emotion Machine.” But if you want to see politics based on emotionalism over reason and a borderline-religious devotion to an iconic figure, forget the Trump Army and look instead to the Cult of Clinton, Brendan O’Neill writes.
Trump supporters have nothing on Clinton’s cult when it comes to creepy, pious worship of a politician, O’Neill argues. Yet their failure to make the gospel of Hillary into the actual book of America points to the one good thing about Trump’s victory: a willingness among ordinary people to blaspheme against saints, to reject phony saviors, and to sniff at the new secular religion of hollow progressiveness. The liberal political and media establishment offered the little people a supposedly flawless, Pope-like figure of uncommon goodness, and the little people called bullshit on it.