The Clothespin Campaign: A French History Lesson For Anti-Trump Republicans

I have had some painful experience with what it feels like to have the central allegiance of one’s public life take place within a movement shared almost exclusively by angry, aging white men, who mistrust if not dislike women and are sadly hostile to highly visible black men. And I know what it feels like to perpetually insist that, appearances aside, the cause itself is not defined by the ugly racial suspicions and prejudices of some of its adherents. As a passionate hockey fan, in other words, I feel deeply for my conservative friends right now. They feel as we feel when a full-scale donnybrook breaks out on the ice, and our love of the game goes to war with our disgust.