Previous efforts include "The Father Führer" edition in March in which Kevin Williamson implied that Trump's supporters are Nazis who whelp "children with all the respect and wisdom of a stray dog."
From Nordlinger's epic "The F-word: Donald Trump and concerns about fascism" offers as evidence (in his words):
- Trump talks of “strong” versus “weak.”
- Trump speaks of “winners” and “losers.”
- Trump speaks of his brain.
- Trump makes a lot of looks.
- Trump invokes national greatness.
- Trump stokes the grievances of people.
Oh gosh, Trump likes women who look good.
- Trump appeals to the lowest common denominator.
Kristallnacht is just around the corner, then.
In all, Nordlinger gave about 20 examples, none of which are particularly interesting nor alarming, let alone evidence of any plot to use violence to beat critics into submission, have the government take over industry, and use the powers of government to punish political opponents. For that you need another Obama.
The worst Trump has done is deny press credentials to the Washington Post and the Huffington Post, the latter of which ends each story with the following disclaimer: "Editor’s note: Donald Trump regularly incites political violence and is a serial liar, rampant xenophobe, racist, misogynist and birther who has repeatedly pledged to ban all Muslims — 1.6 billion members of an entire religion — from entering the U.S."
Nordlinger always struck me as a good guy, but when he he objects to Trump invoking national greatness, I must remind him that 13 years ago the National Review supported Iraq War in part because America is the great liberator of the world.
Mona Charen, another contributor to the National Review, cheered Nordlinger's lengthy and unconvincing cry of fascism:
Some scoff that Trump is just a buffoon, not a Mussolini. But 1) that’s exactly what they said about Mussolini, and 2) Trump has transgressed the bounds of political decency not once but dozens of times. What I find most worrisome is his encouragement of violence. Not only has he famously encouraged people at his rallies to beat up or punch protesters (or promised to pay their legal bills if they did — and by the way, based on his many failures to pay creditors I wouldn’t bank on that), but he essentially threatened the entire Republican Party.
Before he had wrapped up the delegates, when it still looked as if there might be a contested convention (and, who knows, what’s old may be new again!), he warned that even if he failed to get the delegates required by the rules, he should be handed the nomination or there would be riots in the streets. That’s mafioso talk. That’s Al Sharpton talk. That’s fascist talk. And ditto for Roger Stone’s threat to disclose the hotels and room numbers of delegates who failed to bend the knee.
During this campaign, Trump has unleashed his Twitter followers to harass and bully opponents, often women, online. His hesitation to condemn the KKK was like something out of a bad parody of a Republican conjured by Black Lives Matter. One could say the same of that hands up pledge that looked uncomfortably like the Nazi salute. Trump could easily say a few words of condemnation about his most vicious followers. He could disavow them. But he doesn’t. He wants the mob. He plans to use it. He tried to use it against a sitting federal judge.
That’s more than enough for me. The point is not name calling but line drawing. We’ve long said the man is not a Republican, but the most important thing is that he is not a democrat.Wow. Is she like eight years old?
This reminds me of the fake children's book cover, "Everyone I Don't Like Is Hitler."
What makes the National Review's constant false cries of Hitler entertaining is Trump espouses everything the National Review has espoused over the years: Reining in illegal immigration, vigilance in the War on Terror, fighting back against political correctness, and balancing the budget.
And conservatives have long wanted a champion who pushes back Trump does. Now we get one and the National Review is agreeing with liberals so much and so often that some readers privately wonder if it has not gone over to the other side.
Trump is too mean?
The National Review has no room to talk.
This is from its "news" coverage of Trump's announcement last year that he was running for president:
Witless Ape Rides Escalator
Donald Trump is in the race.
Donald Trump may be the man America needs. Having been through four bankruptcies, the ridiculous buffoon with the worst taste since Caligula is uniquely positioned to lead the most indebted organization in the history of the human race.
The Trump conglomerate is the Argentina of limited-liability companies, having been in bankruptcy as recently as 2009. To be sure, a lot of companies went bankrupt around then. The Trump gang went bankrupt in 2004, too, and in 2001. Before that, Trump was in bankruptcy court back in 1991 when his Taj Mahal casino in Atlantic City — the nation’s first casino-cum-strip-club, an aesthetic crime against humanity that is tacky by the standards of Atlantic City — turned out to be such a loser that Trump could not make his debt payments.When you call a man an ape, Caligula, or as another National Review contributor, Jonah Goldberg, called him, "a bane of humanity," you quit any claim for propriety, decency or respect.
I do not know why the writers at the National Review are so livid over Donald Trump, but the bile they spew is entertaining. How dare this clownish, fascist buffoon call us names?
Coming soon -- "Trump the Press: Don Surber's take on how the pundits blew the 2016 Republican race."