“Just a normal human”

Something has shifted. Not completely shifted. But shifted.
You see it in the polling. Donald Trump’s support is cratering. His legitimacy is draining away.
Our friend Darcy Burner explains:
For the most part, people stop at red lights even when there is no cop in sight. They stop because they accept that traffic laws make sense, that the system is fair enough, that the rules apply to them the way they apply to everyone else. Multiply that by every American filing a tax return, every soldier following an order, every bank honoring a check, every foreign central bank parking its savings in U.S. Treasuries. None of that is force. All of it is built on consent, on the consent of the governed.
Consent is what makes force cheap.
It is the legitimacy subsidy that runs underneath every powerful regime in history, and it is the most undervalued asset on any government’s balance sheet. With it, you can run a country on a normal-sized police force and borrow money at four percent. Without it, you need East German numbers of secret police and you pay fourteen percent.
Force at full price is ruinously expensive.
Trump is ruined. He’ll never admit it, but it’s true. “He is not consolidating power,” Burner writes. “He is spending the subsidy that made his power cheap, and he is spending it fast.”
Five rush hours a week, I see it out on the streets and the overpass where Sign Guy performs since Trump attacked Iran and sent fuel prices soaring. I wrote up an incident report last night for organizers of a weekly street-corner sign protest:
I’ve seen a marked increase in middle fingers in the weeks since Trump attacked Iran. And of course they’re braver about it when I’m out there solo. I’ve noticed that these betrayed MAGAs are easily triggered. But tonight was highly unusual.
Along with the usual honks, waves, and hand signs, the posing for pictures on the bridge and the passersby thanking me, this happened tonight.
Moderately heavy westbound traffic about 5:15 pm. A logo’d work truck in the fast lane. I didn’t catch the name (might have been a personal company). One driver, and one passenger (pretty sure).
Going about 35 mph, the driver opens his door, steps out onto the running board, and screams at me over the roof, “Get off the bridge, you fucking asshole! … something something.”
I watched over my shoulder to make sure the truck didn’t take the next downtown exit, planning to double back.
My sign this week simply reads: PLAN NOW FOR YOUR $5/GAL STAYCATION
Sign Guy deliberately avoids mentioning parties, personalities or policies. But that’s not enough to ward off misdirected anger. The MAGAs know Trump has betrayed them. And they really resent any reminders, even oblique ones. Except perhaps among fellow MAGAs.
About that, Open Letters by Mersault recently infiltrated a MAGA focus group with intent to disrupt. Turns out, disruption was unnecessary. The 11 subjects and one imposter were on the same page.
“What letter grade would you give Trump?” the moderator asked. Final tally: 6 Ds, 6 Fs.
Economic Pain is Central
“When I see the price of groceries and gas, I want to scream.”
“Food and fuel prices are skyrocketing. Absolutely outrageous.”
“We go to Walmart every week. The exact same items increased exponentially every single time.”
“My main concern is inflation. The prices for food and gas.”
“We go to war in Iran and the prices just keep going up… but my bank account is shrinking.”
“It is affecting us personally.”
“I can’t even afford daycare.”
“I want to be a stay-at-home mom, but I have to work… how do you do all those things?”
“The job market… opportunities are very hard right now.”
“My mom’s on Social Security, and she worked for the federal government for 25 years. She does have Medicare and that doesn’t mean she’s a, what do you call it, freeloader. And Trump was like, oh we don’t have money. What did he say? We don’t have money for this anymore? I almost rolled over. I was like, are you kidding me? People pay into this so that they can retire… she’s 73, she can’t get a job now, you know.”
About that congressionally unsanctioned Iran war:
The Iran War Is a Failure
What they said:
“The war in Iran is unnecessary. My brother was in the Marines. I wouldn’t want him to die for this… it doesn’t have anything to do with us.”
“What happened to America first? Let’s take car of our own before we start blowing up other countries.”
“He actually said we needed to get over it… and he was very flippant… ‘we don’t have money… we’re at war’… I was like, are you kidding me?”
“First and foremost, I wholly 100% disagree with what’s going on with Iran… it’s been a disaster and completely contradictory to what he ran on… no more wars. Propaganda machine at its absolute finest…”
“I’m just intellectually insulted by being told… by Fox News… that this was justified.”
“It’s so much like a war for oil… like the speech last night said, if we’re producing all this oil and all this energy, so why do we care what goes on over there?”
“I’m very disappointed right now with the war in Iran… and how he treats our allies in Europe.”
“It’s about the integrity we used to have as a country… we used to be able to have diplomacy and negotiate and not bomb the negotiators… And I just kind of feel like we have slid… now we’re the country you can’t trust… we used to be the good guys.”
“All of the… foreign affairs… the way that he speaks and certain actions that he takes… in some senses, I regret my vote.”
Trump’s involvement with Jeffrey Epstein was another sore point. The group was not buying that Trump wasn’t involved. “It does feel like a mockery,” said one. “I voted Republican for Christian values… and now it’s turned into something completely different.”
He sold them out. They know it. Even if they won’t admit it in public but will in a “safe space.”
And they were done pretending everything was fine.
And while the themes had been broken promises and failed execution, there was something else that caught me off guard.
They were sick of him.
His behavior. His character. The constant divisiveness. The everything-is-about-him fatigue. The social corrosion. The sense that the country just feels worse to live in.
What they want now, one subject offered, is “a normal Republican candidate and not a Donald Trump crony… just a normal human… that’s all I want.”
I titled this post “The Great Divorce.” The title comes from a 1945 novel by British author C. S. Lewis. The plot involves ghosts consigned to Hell (or Purgatory), imagined as a vast grey city where it always rains. Some of them take a bus trip excursion to the outskirts of Heaven. They might, if they choose, remain and experience joy there. If they still can. In the most memorable scene, a heavenly woman, Sarah, speaks to her husband-ghost, Frank. She appeals for him to stay. But he cannot let go of earthly bitterness and his need to manipulate her. He, or what’s left of him, will return to the Hell he’s embraced. Sarah’s joy is undiminished in Heaven. His melodrama cannot touch her there.
A quick summary:
Frank’s character is a complicated metaphor for the way humans use pity and self-loathing to manipulate other people, though he only appears toward the end of the novel. In life Frank knew and was loved by Sarah Smith, and would take advantage of her love by pretending that she’d hurt his feelings. Indeed, Frank has a long history of pretending to be sad in order to make other people feel guilty—even as a child he would do so. In the afterlife, Frank appears as two different ghosts, one small (the Dwarf), the other tall (the Tragedian). The Dwarf represents Frank’s inner life: his self-hatred, and his manipulative tendencies. The Tragedian, on the other hand, represents the “image” of pain and sadness that Frank tries to project in order to make other people feel guilty. Thus, in the afterlife Frank takes on a form that externalizes the psychological processes by which Frank would try to “blackmail” Sarah into feeling sorry for him.
Trump began his MAGA movement by giving supporters others toward whom to misdirect their anger over miseries real, imagined, or manufactured: immigrants, liberals, “wokeism,” a Black president, etc. But while these MAGAs are done with Trump, they are not done with the grievances that led them to him and that he exploited.
Mersault writes:
So this is not the moment to exhale.
They hadn’t abandoned all their beliefs.
They still wanted hardline border crackdowns driven by exaggerated fears about who was crossing, repeating inflammatory claims about “rapists and murderers.”
They still clung to a “pro-life” identity while ignoring the very real human cost of Republican policies that erode care, stability, and survival for the very people they say they value.
They still invoked “freedom” to reject vaccines, masks, and other public health measures, elevating anecdote (“I know someone who had a heart attack a week after the COVID vaccine.”) over overwhelming scientific evidence.
They still gave oxygen to conspiracies about stolen elections and hidden cabals of Democratic elites running child-trafficking rings out of pizza parlors.
They still distrusted expertise and institutions, except when those same institutions confirmed their own biases.
“They may be ready to fire the CEO, but not abandon the business model,” Mersault concludes. Any more than Frank can let go of needing to control Sarah or Rupert Murdock can let go of stoking hatreds. MAGAs need to control the country, their lessers, and any others.
Sign Guy dancing on an overpass with PLAN NOW FOR YOUR $5/GAL STAYCATION set off Reckless Endangerment Guy in a big way. (And I mean, he was out of control.) He still needs someone else to blame for his own disillusionment. Even with Trump’s favorables in the golden toilet, his political enemies remain. With Republicans facing a 2026 wipeout, it’s possible we’ll see more hysteria.
(h/t SS)










