On Baiting The Worse Angels Of Our Nature: #Trump2016

The Camp Of The Saints

The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.

—Abraham Lincoln, First Inaugural Address

Like Julius Caesar, Donald Trump is not appealing to the better angels of our nature, but rather to our fears, the envy and jealousy located in every human heart that we battle to suppress, to our laziness.

And many Americans are listening and allowing themselves to be swayed to support him and, for a good number, to make an emotional investment in his candidacy.

That their belief in Trump is primarily and almost exclusively based on raw emotions is proven by their harsh reactions to any criticism of The Donald and by their easy willingness to overlook many of…

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