Jonah Goldberg is saying he told you so, and he’s right:
For nearly five years now, it has been obvious that Trump was unfit for the job and the arguments marshaled in his defense were cynical rationalizations that, for some, eventually mutated into sincerely held delusions. Sure, some deluded themselves from the beginning, but I’ve talked to too many Republican politicians and conservative media darlings who admitted it in private. And even the griftier gibbons going full Gorka as they fling their own feces for fun and profit in Trump’s defense knew it. At least Steve Bannon, whose greatest contribution to political discourse has been to introduce the concept of “flooding the zone with shit,” is fairly straightforward about seeing Trump as a tool—in every sense. He’s leaked more anti-Trump tales to more anti-Trump journalists than anyone.
For the Bannonistas, following the wrong path wasn’t a hard choice, but an easy one. You think Jenna Ellis, who rates as a Z-team legal talent only because our alphabet is limited to 26 characters, would become a legal adviser to a president under normal circumstances?
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Now, America isn’t in Hell, but the people who did nothing, or far too little, are daily beset by lesser, fresher, hells of their own making—and I’m making popcorn. The gloriously entertaining spectacle of Trump and his ambitious progeny suddenly having to deal with their own mini-Trumps in the form of Wood, Powell, and their minions is enough to turn their home-brewed dumpster juice into a delicious elixir sweeter even than liberal tears. Mike Pence fading into the shrubbery like Homer Simpson is a profile in strategic cowardice of schadenfreudtastic proportions.
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I understand that this all sounds awfully self-righteous. But I’ll tell you, I feel like I deserve my gloating. I’m not alone in my right to it, but I deserve my share. I’ve been saying “don’t do this” for five years and I’ve been mocked and shunned for it. So forgive me if I enjoy my I-told-you-so moment. Or don’t forgive me. I’m used to it.
Jonah is correct to take a victory lap and to declare that he was right all along. He’s correct that he deserves his share and he is also correct that he is not alone. One person who doesn’t get enough credit is my favorite blogger on the Web: Allahpundit of the Hot Air blog.
Allahpundit writes at a site where, like most right-leaning sites, the comment section is populated by, to borrow a phrase from Montgomery Burns, slack-jawed troglodytes. His voice has been consistent. His criticism of Trump is everything Trump superfans claim to want (praise Trump when he does right, criticize him when he does wrong) but commenters there throw rotten fruit at him because his criticism is not what Trump superfans actually want (ignore the fact that most of what Trump does is stupid and self-involved, and just praise him no matter what). I can think of no higher compliment to a writer than to say that I model myself after him but I know I’ll never be as good. That’s definitely true of Allahpundit. He deserves to be more widely known. He’s as good a writer as anyone on the Web.
It’s relatively easy for someone like me to stick to his guns on Trump. I don’t earn my living writing this blog. Sure, it kind of sucks to lose readers and receive constant insults for one’s lack of fealty to the Great Orange Buffoon, but that’s fine. If I were a professional writer like Jonah or Allah, though, I’d really be putting something on the line. I admire these guys quite a bit. I don’t see Allah taking a victory lap like Jonah, but he deserves to whether he takes it or not. And so does Jonah. Few have stuck to their guns and remained level-headed and entertaining like him. Hats off to both of them.