October 19, 2016

DONALD AND MELVIN:

Donald Trump's Sad, Lonely Life (David Brooks OCT. 11, 2016, NY Times)

The point of town hall debates is that regular voters get to ask questions. In every town hall I've seen, the candidate turns to the voter, listens attentively and directs the answer at least partially back to that person.

The candidates do that because it's polite, because it looks good to be seen taking others seriously and because most of us instinctively want to make some connection with the people we are talking to.

Hillary Clinton, not exactly a paragon of intimacy, behaved in the normal manner on Sunday night. But Donald Trump did not. Trump treated his questioners as unrelatable automatons and delivered his answers to the void, even when he had the chance to seem sympathetic to an appealing young Islamic woman.

That underlines the essential loneliness of Donald Trump.

Politics is an effort to make human connection, but Trump seems incapable of that. He is essentially adviser-less, friendless. His campaign team is made up of cold mercenaries at best and Roger Ailes at worst. His party treats him as a stench it can't yet remove.

He was a germophobe through most of his life and cut off contact with others, and now I just picture him alone in the middle of the night, tweeting out hatred.

Posted by at October 19, 2016 6:05 PM

  

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