BY DAN VALENTI

PLANET VALENTI NEWS AND COMMENTARY

(FORTRESS OF SOLITUDE, THE WEEKEND EDITION, JAN. 20-22, 2017) — THE PLANET supported the bid of Donald Trump for president primarily because he wasn’t one of “Them.”

Film buffs may recall a film of that name from the early 1950s, with James Arness, James Whitmore, and a little known walk-on named Fess Parker. The first went on to clean up Dodge City. The last died defending Walt Disney at the studio Alamo.

Them of the film were giant ants mutated from atomic fallout, a common sci-fi theme of the time, barely a disguise for the world’s justified paranoia from the nuclear aspects of the Cold War. “Them” in THE PLANET‘s use refers to Establishment politicians, the slick bullshit artists of an oxymoronic “unpopular mandate” who make a fine living by burying ordinary Americans.

Trump began in a field of 17 seeking the GOP nod. It included flotsam with no chance and jetsam with a chance only if the other 16 died in a group hug.  Washington insiders and Mainstream Media loved Trump’s involvement. They thought it would be good for a few laughs until the Establishment’s coronated Big Three — Kasich, Rubio, Bush — clawed it out for the nomination. Everyone got the memo but Trump. One by one, like the murderer in an Agatha (not Chris) Christie mystery, he picked them off. Suddenly the GOP oligarchs weren’t laughing.

The Democrats, on the other hand, made sure to screw a resonant Bernie Sanders out of a nomination that was his to win, as the leaked Democratic National Committee e-mails revealed (thank you Julian Assange and Wikileaks). Hillary Clinton‘s goons paid Sanders a private visit. Next thing you know, Bernie, feeling the burn, dropped out, endorsed Hillary, and wound up with an expensive sports car and a $600,000 cabin on a Vermont Lake. Not that Bernie was bought off, mind you.

The jackasses on the left loved the matchup: Ma Barker versus a buffoon. Funny thing, though. Trump, spending a fraction of Clinton’s total, ran a brilliant campaign, one that vaporized the Establishment playbook. He was an IPhone 7+ cell. Hillary was rotary dial landline. He was Twitter. She was newsprint. He was time travel. She was a Currier & Ives wall calendar.

The Dems’ internal polling just before mid-October told them they were in trouble. Just about that time, coincidentally, state Democratic committees began organizing Plan B protests in the likely event that — ulp! — their female saint lost to a con man. State “Bosses” got on the blowers to local saps, as we saw in Pittsfield. They gave the word: Begin organizing protests for and around Inauguration Day. If we lose, we will do so sorely. “Eff” the orderly transition of power.

Come on down, Frank Farkas. Come on down Dennis Powell. On Oct. 12, Amos, Andy, on behalf of the local liberal loons (eternities such as Judy Williamson and Peter Marchetti) filled out the permit for the “Four Freedoms” rally. Good little Schicklgrubers. While the sourpusses were graping with their pink pussyhats askew, the con man rose to the occasion.

Donald Trump stayed true to himself. He didn’t lose his nerve, as Newt Gingrich feared. Rather, he poured it on stronger, taking on an overrated actress, a politically senile civil rights “icon,” the intelligence community, an outgoing president, and the rest of hidebound Washington, D.C.

Trump promised wonders and spit cucumbers pertaining to his first 100 days:

• A constitutional amendment imposing congressional term limits
• pulling out of bad trade deals
• canceling Obamacare
• Amping up border security
• Rolling back restrictive energy regs that kill jobs and limit production
• Passing an Infrastructure Act

Even The Flash couldn’t pull all that off in 100 days, but that’s not the point. The main takeaway is that President Trump will not be business as usual. He’s going to steamroll the status quo. It’s what America needs if it is to have a realistic chance of reclaiming its rightful place among nations.

THE PLANET congratulates President Trump with this verse:

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’tis strange The Donald should his talents employ

To win the office his riches can never enjoy.

It is less strange that a billionaire should waste

His wealth to eschew what he can never taste.

Not for himself he see or hears or eats.

Leaders choose their actions, measures, and meats.

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With that, we open The Comment Line. Also, be sure to check out the print version of PLANET VALENTI, now each week in the county’s best local weekly, The Berkshire Courier. Have a great weekend everybody.

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“Why fool some of the people some of the time when you can fool all of the people most of the time?” — Huntington P. Hollingsworth

“OPEN THE WINDOW, AUNT MILLIE.”

LOVE TO ALL.

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