My mother sent me a link to the following video, which aptly illustrates the response of Ted Cruz et alia to the Republican primary results this spring:
In the video, a toddler throws a hissy fit because her new little sister has displaced her as the centrum mundi.
I am not a populist. Even as a child, I instinctively favored the optimates over the populares when I read that chapter in Roman history. Nevertheless, I am no fan of the contemporary elite, as noted in “The Undefended City.” These “silk-robed sons of bitches” provide a cracked window through which I am beginning to understand the rage that peasants and proles have often felt toward their social betters. For our unworthy elites seem willing to let everything around them fall to ruin in order to squeeze one more advantage for themselves from the body politic in its death throes. The work of generations is gladly sacrificed for a bit more luxury, power, and status. Despicable. I do not have high hopes for a Trump administration (put not your trust in princes), but I do have reasonable expectations that Donald the Disrupter will complicate the game for some (and he has already). Didn’t the Normans have a saying like, “He destroys well who builds better”? That is not a high bar for someone who engages our current regime.