Donald J. Trump, the Candidate from Somewhere
"The Candidates from Nowhere," the title of a seminal article written by my homeboy Bill Kauffman eight years ago arguing that "a president without roots will have no domestic or sentimental reminder of why foreign crusades, whose first casualties are the nearest and dearest things, should never be waged," came to mind after processing the above exchange from the Republican non-debate a few days ago between a Cuban-Canadian-Texan and a Manhattanite over "New York Values," a term which which, as an Upstater, "one of the wonderful, wonderful working men and women from New York State" Mr. Cruz referenced, I can understand and appreciate. That said, Mr. Trump's defense of his home-town was classic, and soon had Mr. Cruz eating his words.
America knoweth whence The Trumpening cometh. We hear it in his voice. Can this be said of any other candidate, save the Brooklynite from Vermont? "Trump's invisible, poor white army," as described by the beautiful South African columnist, which draws its ranks from places all over this country, is on the march!