Sometimes one gets caught up in the cobwebs of the past. The past lives on in their minds. It whispers to them. They may frantically try to chase it. They want a return to those days. But the past never slows down, and it can never be caught. When it’s over, it’s over.
And right now, as this writer types these words, Donald Trump — a man, a traitor, an insurrectionist, and a legend (in his own mind) has been unable to capture the past.
Brad Raffensperger, GOP Secretary of State in Georgia — the man Trump detests — one of the few Republicans who did not go along with the insurrectionist’s whims — is beating his competitor Jody Hice by a blowout margin and appears to be on his way to a win.
And Trump’s other candidate — David Perdue who ran for Georgia Governor — who Trump gambled it ALL on — has lost. He lost to Brian Kemp, Trump’s bitter nemesis, yet another man Trump tried to bend to his will. Trump’s influence is over. If this does not convince the GOP, then nothing will.
Of course, Trump will deny it. He will deny it because he wants to capture the past. He needs to be needed — and feared — and OBEYED. But Trump does not have the golden touch any longer. His touch gas faded. Confession: this feels sweet -– so very sweet.
Everywhere one looks, Trump’s influence is going, going, gone. It is collapsing. No, it has already collapsed. So Trump will likely try to pretend he still has influence. He will try to pretend his endorsement still means something. He will try to lay claim to the past — and pretend it is not the past.
Except it is. And I believe somewhere inside the writhing snakes of his non-soul, Trump knows this. Perhaps that is where the rage comes from — the futility — the hot anger. Perhaps he knows his candidates have been defeated — his influence is gone – and he has once again — lost big time.