Facing a common attack, American Whites are intuitively realizing the need for a common defense no matter where it comes from. And deep down in their cellar black hearts, the regressive collective Left know they’ve gone to far.
Donald Trump got my vote the day he announced. What a surprise it was to hear a candidate state the obvious: that a lot of Mexican immigrants are criminals. How could I not vote for a man who wants to build a wall, expel illegals, stop birthright citizenship, and take a hard look at Muslims?
Donald Trump, however, is not one of us. He doesn’t understand race. Just a few days ago, he said this about blacks: “They fought and died in every war since the Revolution and from the pews and the picket lines, they’ve lifted up the conscience of our country in the long march for civil rights.” I don’t think that was eye-wash. I think he meant it.
But even if Mr. Trump doesn’t understand race, he has healthy instincts. He doesn’t want criminals sneaking into the country, he thinks sanctuary cities are crazy, he doesn’t see why we need more Muslims, and he is angry when immigrants go on welfare. He also wants to put America first rather than teach Africans to love homosexuals, scold Muslims about “sexism,” and shoot thousands of foreigners in the hope that the survivors will love democracy.
Aside from his politics, though, what I like most about Donald Trump is that virtually the entire media and political class hate him—and he laughs at them. That takes a man.
And the hatred of our rulers has shown us there is still a remnant of real Americans. Our rulers despise Donald Trump’s supporters as much as they hate him, and in their contempt for us they have declared war on half the voters in the United States. Sixty million Americans—almost all of them white—will vote for Mr. Trump anyway, despite the most ferocious campaign of hatred ever waged against anyone in this country.
That means there are still 60 million who are not sheep. If we can reach some of those 60 million we can salvage something from the wreckage of what could have been a great nation.