By Wayne Allensworth
President Donald Trump’s fast start in Term Two has been breathtaking. Commentators have observed that it was for the best that Trump did not return to the White House following the 2020 election. He had four years to come up with a plan and assemble a team. He went through the fire as the Blob relentlessly attacked him, and he emerged more determined and more focused than during his often chaotic first term. The country got a good look at just how radical, just how mad, Utopia in power could be.
We still don’t know who was in charge during Joe Biden’s nominal presidency, but my guess, confirmed by former Democrat fundraiser Lindy Li, is that what we got was Barack Obama’s third term. Obama, who had cultivated a moderate, reassuring image, was and is a far-left radical. His presidency laid the groundwork for what he himself called the transformation of our country, embedding “critical theory,” a Comintern invention, deeply into the bureaucracy, which made its prime task the indoctrination of federal employees. The plan was for Hillary Clinton to drive the hard left-globalist transformation after 2016. Trump derailed that plan. He became the Blob’s arch enemy, the hated target of all the hard left-globalist alliance raged against.
Pandemonium’s rebellion in power has been a gruesome and ghoulish sight to behold. Its blasphemies and anti-Christian ideology were plain to see and have not let up. That rebellion is the source of the rage that possesses its minions. Trump became the archetypical patriarchal figure in the twisted psychology of the rebels, an archetype who triggers their rage and makes compromise with them impossible. For they reject the order of being, wishing to bring it down, and scale the heights of their own Tower of Babel to dethrone God Himself. We are engaged in an essentially religious struggle. The mindset of the most destructive elements of the rebellion is that of a school shooter, seething with resentment, and prepared to bring down the edifice of civilization even on itself, cursing humanity as a blight on the planet.
Last week, during what was in effect Donald Trump’s first State of the Union address to Congress, we got a good look at the faces of the managerial wing of the rebellion — they who enjoy privilege at our expense. The Democrats’ purported representatives of the people who plainly see themselves as our betters — as the “experts” anointed and chosen by “history” to manage the world, acting through the bureaucracy, the arm of the regime tasked with manipulation and control of the country and, thus, the base of the global system — showed us who they are.
Their managerial machinery is being dismantled before the eyes of Washington’s pod people. The vast mechanism that had been constructed, expanded, and indoctrinated through the decades is being scrutinized and forced to account for its actions. Lifting the veil has exposed the collective Man Behind the Curtain as a group of self-seeking idealogues. Their greed is being unmasked. The source of the pod peoples’ power, influence, and wealth, to which they feel entitled as the Guardians of the Planet, is very quickly being exposed as a giant money laundering machine. And like anyone caught with their hand in the cookie jar, the pod people are enraged, defensive, and in denial, quick to blame the White House and Elon Musk for their own sins, as they clumsily cling to the claims of being tribunes of the people.
We all saw the totally unmerited arrogance and condescension, the contempt, the outright hatred and rage of the pod people on full display during Trump’s speech. The Democrats couldn’t bring themselves to applaud any of the ordinary Americans Trump acknowledged from the podium, not a child cancer patient, not a victim of the trans madness in women’s sports, not a young man learning of his acceptance to West Point, nor even the victims of the crimes of illegal aliens. Yes, it was political theatre in service of Trump’s agenda. That’s hardly new in D.C. But the applause the pod people usually allowed themselves in the past — political vice’s acknowledgement of virtue — was tellingly absent this time.
Their lack of self-awareness and political tone deafness was striking. They didn’t even know what they were exposing to the public. And those faces! The Gargoyles’ Chorus of Rage was on full display, the ugliness and resentment inside displayed outwardly on the often ghastly faces of the pod people. The Congress creatures who once upon a time had come to Washington spouting their alleged idealism displayed a moral deterioration externally in the manner of Dorian Gray’s portrait. They ranted, raved, and shook their collective cane as Representative Al Green of Texas, a vile piece of work if there ever was one, was escorted from the chamber and later censured for heckling the president. Their sense of smug superiority was evident for a national TV audience to see. They couldn’t help themselves.
There has been a lot of talk about what the Democrats must do to regain their credibility and jump start their party — a car with a dead battery. But I don’t know whether that is possible. Pandemonium’s rebellion is the fuel driving their actions and inspiring their inhuman ideology. How can they be other than themselves? A tactical shift to mask their radicalism is called for, but judging from the behavior of the Gargoyles’ Chorus, that may also be beyond their capabilities. They are like Ahab in pursuit of the White Whale, enraged at resistance to their plans and scarred by the Whale’s — in this case, Trump’s and MAGA’s — striking at them, wounding them, and disabling them.
The one man who in many ways personifies the rejection of Identity Politics, and its cult of victimhood that animates the Democrats, is Vice President J.D. Vance. A crowd of lesser Gargoyles harassing Vance and his toddler daughter on a walk near their home shows their fanaticism and utter lack of regard for common decency. Their ideological certainty harbors no doubts, nor entertains any sense of limits. Like Claggart in Melville’s Billy Budd, they detect someone outside the coordinates of their totalizing system and seek to bring him down through provocation, the passive aggressive tool of otherwise cowardly fanatics.
As your observer has previously written, Trump’s taking an axe to the Swamp’s bureaucratic machine will inevitably cause collateral damage to decent federal workers who are not themselves Gargoyles. It can’t be helped. Trump’s major flaw and blind spot is Israel and the Middle East, and we must deal with that sometime for “America First” to be realized. But there will likely not be some other chance beside this one to break globalism’s hold on our country. And there isn’t anyone else to do this job. We have to kill the beast while it’s down. The struggle will be harsh and, at times, and ugly, as the axe blade strikes. But our struggle will never be nearly as ugly as the morass of corruption and the heaps of human bodies and shattered nations the Gargoyles’ Chorus will leave behind.
Chronicles contributor Wayne Allensworth is the author of The Russian Question: Nationalism, Modernization, and Post-Communist Russia, and a novel, Field of Blood. For thirty-two years, he worked as an analyst and Russia area expert in the US intelligence community.
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