Yes, Hillary Clinton can be dull. Yes, she lacks the
capacity to bring listeners to their feet, to startle them, to draw them
in.
Mr. Brooks damns her not for what she says but what she
doesn't. That she gives the right answers, just not the ones he wants to
hear, that her message is not tone deaf, merely that it does not
elevate, that she is good but not great.
But good, Mr. Brooks is far better, far more palatable, far
more worthy than horrid. Mr. Trump does not lack imagination for he can
imagine his Great Wall, he can imagine his 45% tariff, he can imagine
tax cuts for the 1% coupled simultaneously with increased spending and
debt reduction. Mr. Trump is all about imagination, for he is not in
the least grounded by the reality of what awaits.
The prescription for what ails us does not lie in creative thinking unless it is tethered to facts and truths.
Mr. Trump may create a vision, but he has none. He may stir
the heart, but he shows none. He may have imagination but it has no
relation to that of John Lennon's.
Good, in this setting, is way good enough for me.
Good, in this setting, is way good enough for me.
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