Trump continues to rise in the charts even though they’ve stopped heralding his music’s popularity. Remember that; he was striking a chord hither and tither about. And with as many triads as he’s hitting on the American keyboard-he’s currently leading the Republican field with 25%-folks have finally had to accept the fact that he’s making some serious political noise. And guess what? It was brought to you in part by the last two Obama terms.
The acceptance of Trump as a viable and serious-serious as in he could wind up kicking our ass, serious-candidate came only after some weeks of anguished hedging among both parties. Now, as he gains in the polls, his stump is subtly changing. He’s the same in your face Trump but he’s attempting to give concrete explanations of policy plans, sort of. And it’s those plans that will ultimately make or break him.
The thing is that when I listened to him tell Chuck Todd of NBC’s Meet The Press, “They have to go…” I swear it was like I was listening in, a fly on the wall of any number of kitchens in households across the country; homes of all races. I could almost see the man of the house, sitting at his kitchen table, dinner in front of him after a long hard day’s work, exclaiming to anyone who’d listen that that’s exactly what he’s talkin’ about. That’s the beauty of Trump music; its appeal. Lots of people like lots of different things.
If Trump is truly destined to become the commander/bandleader-in-chief then his music has to become more appealing to a broader audience and something that everyone can at least tap their foot to. You ever try to tap your foot to free-form jazz? He’ll have to come back to the main phrase if he hopes to get elected.
For the sake of argument, what if he begins to improve on relating what his administration policies would be, still bellicose but with more entreaties of substance; still unapologetic but with more conciliatory gestures? And what if he starts to surround himself with bright, savvy people; folks who can ramrod his bombast and still maintain a steady, political course? Better still and dare I say it; what if the Republicans got their own black candidate? Guess what; it may already be in the cards. Enter Ben Carson.
The past two elections and their eight year aftermath were each fantastic in their own way and took the Republican Party years to get over it. Many still haven’t but I think a portion of them have moved on enough to recognize America is, and has been, ready to evolve.
They now appreciate this social willingness to give the other-than, other guy a shot at the title as that which epitomizes what America is. She ponied up when she elected a black president. And she’s anteing now by allowing sons of immigrants and women to run for the high office.
By now they’ve diagnosed that it’s the same readiness that eases the public mind when it comes to electing businessman Donald Trump and the same that brings people out to listen to Ben Carson. So why not marry the two under a new party umbrella of social unity?
Unfortunately, Republicans have had their own, past excursions into African-American territory. Remember Michael Steele, the former RNC Chairman? He was up and coming and heralded as the party’s answer to Obama. But then, Michael got way too real for their taste, straying left, and he was quickly kicked to the curb.
Now, Donald Trump isn’t Charlie Byrd, Robert Plant or even Ziggy Stardust. He’s the leader of the band that plays at dubious conclaves whipping audiences into anti- woman, anti-immigration and anti-minority frenzies. It’s a song heard mainly by the tone-deaf of the country but that’s only for right now.
Like the neophyte entertainer who’s learning his craft on the fly, Trump is softening, adding layers to his sound and attempting to mend fences with those he’s rebuked previously. How well he can do it with these three necessary demographics remains to be seen. Again, enter Ben Carson; he’s second in the Republican pack behind Trump with 12%. With his message of self-help and social responsibility to the black community, Carson is, in effect, Republicanlight, and something that goes down easy with many, black and white.
Primarily oil and water, the two look as if they’d never mix. However oil and vinegar, two similarly unlike substances, mix very well for a delicious result and we’ve seen how politics can make some very strange bedfellows. Sorry, Jesse.
The earlier chords coming out of Donald’s camp were resoundingly awful. As more listen with a greater discerning ear, we should expect to hear some changes, less clunkers as he’ll probably become more melodious moving closer to the election. And once Republicans fully observe their (possible) success, and his, as being attributed to the Obama administration and the progressive mood it put the whole country in, it will undoubtedly be an ironic dagger to the elephant’s soul.
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