As Australian pol Lynton Crosby pointed out, there is one thing that is absolutely certain about throwing a dead cat on the dining room table — you will gain attention. Disgust, probably, outrage, maybe. But attention, for sure.
Donald Trump is very good at throwing dead cats on our political table: building no-cost walls against Mexico, deporting 11 million people, banning Muslims, threatening NATO, encouraging Vladimir Putin, bragging “I alone can fix it!”
He has gained our attention. Attention is indispensable to the would-be demagogue. History has shown that once a demagogue gets the attention he craves, he can then, in order to gain and hold power, pander relentlessly to the anger, the fear and the hatred of the unhappy and resentful.
To those still harboring the fond hope that Trump will say or do something so outrageous that his followers will summon their senses and abandon his cause, forget it. That is not going to happen.
In Sioux City he said, and apparently was not kidding, “I could stand in the middle of 5th Avenue and shoot somebody and I wouldn’t lose voters, okay?” Almost nothing will make his supporters change their minds about voting for him. Media apologists and silent Republican leaders make that more and more credible each day.
Is Trump, with his dead cats, cynically playing a dangerous game with our future ... or, to be more charitable, is he simply nuts?