Listening to the people laughing and cheering at trump's mocking of everything civil

[cilla4progress]

terrifies me.

I think they are related to those who attended and enjoyed medieval (and more recent) public hangings and such. Pure sadists. Difficult to stop. Eventually they do.

He talks like a mob boss.

[SWBTATTReg]

1. Wait until they hear our laughter and cheering when we take the house and senate back ...

It'll be far louder than their laughter and cheering. Far louder.

[Volaris]

2. Oh nononono.

I want complete silence from us for at least a solid week after ...
So nothing will interfere with the lovely lovely sounds of their sobs, cries, and wails.
I want to enjoy that shit, don't u?

[The Velveteen Ocelot]

3. The cruelty is the point. This essay by Adam Serwer in The Atlantic

is the best explanation I've ever read for the behavior of the Trump cult.

The artifacts that persist in my memory, the way a bright flash does when you close your eyes, are the photographs of lynchings. But it’s not the burned, mutilated bodies that stick with me. It’s the faces of the white men in the crowd. There’s the photo of the lynching of Thomas Shipp and Abram Smith in Indiana in 1930, in which a white man can be seen grinning at the camera as he tenderly holds the hand of his wife or girlfriend. There’s the undated photo from Duluth, Minnesota, in which grinning white men stand next to the mutilated, half-naked bodies of two men lashed to a post in the street—one of the white men is straining to get into the picture, his smile cutting from ear to ear. There’s the photo of a crowd of white men huddled behind the smoldering corpse of a man burned to death; one of them is wearing a smart suit, a fedora hat, and a bright smile.

Their names have mostly been lost to time. But these grinning men were someone’s brother, son, husband, father. They were human beings, people who took immense pleasure in the utter cruelty of torturing others to death—and were so proud of doing so that they posed for photographs with their handiwork, jostling to ensure they caught the eye of the lens, so that the world would know they’d been there. Their cruelty made them feel good, it made them feel proud, it made them feel happy. And it made them feel closer to one another.

The Trump era is such a whirlwind of cruelty that it can be hard to keep track. ... Taking joy in that suffering is more human than most would like to admit. Somewhere on the wide spectrum between adolescent teasing and the smiling white men in the lynching photographs are the Trump supporters whose community is built by rejoicing in the anguish of those they see as unlike them, who have found in their shared cruelty an answer to the loneliness and atomization of modern life.
...
Trump’s only true skill is the con; his only fundamental belief is that the United States is the birthright of straight, white, Christian men, and his only real, authentic pleasure is in cruelty. It is that cruelty, and the delight it brings them, that binds his most ardent supporters to him, in shared scorn for those they hate and fear: immigrants, black voters, feminists, and treasonous white men who empathize with any of those who would steal their birthright. The president’s ability to execute that cruelty through word and deed makes them euphoric. It makes them feel good, it makes them feel proud, it makes them feel happy, it makes them feel united. And as long as he makes them feel that way, they will let him get away with anything, no matter what it costs them.

https://www.theatlantic.com/ideas/archive/2018/10/the-cruelty-is-the-point/572104/?fbclid=IwAR3I-66QcZeT82gcYKgToAkTl7ok4wIbYoWI_BrDTlYAsDz25WdKU8Idexk

[lindysalsagal]

4. The sound of all of them chanting is so germany in the 30's. Seriously.