As a passingly interested watcher of the political arena, I feel like I’d be remiss if I didn’t at least mention the arrival of The Donald, at long last, as a declared candidate for the Republican nomination for President of the United States.
Sure, he’s arrogant in the way only a guy with $8 billion in assets can be, but for sheer entertainment value, a Trump candidacy is the thing of dreams. His financial history and inevitable string of shady dealings yet-to-be-revealed aside for the moment, some of what they guy is talking about aren’t awful in and of themselves – currency manipulation, infrastructure improvement, the desire to punch ISIS in the face, and what appears to be an actual interest in securing the country’s boarders. They’re all issues I’d want my candidate to talk about.
Oddly I don’t find myself hating the idea of a Trump candidacy. I’m fairly sure that says more about the current crop of candidates than it does any hard support I might have to offer. That being said, his entering the fray does add a heavy helping of the fruitcake flavor that I’ve come to expect from Republican politics.
The next 17 months are going to be fascinating… or horrifying. Possibly both simultaneously.