Writes Peggy Noonan in the Wall Street Journal. (Get your link
here.)
Noonan proceeds to talk about the "elderly, Italian-American, an
immigrant" shoe-repair shopowner in her neighborhood who told her last winter that Trump would win, and she says:
In America now only normal people
can see the obvious. Everyone else is lost in a data-filled fog.
So is it true that "few saw it coming" or that "normal people" saw it coming or just that there are few normal people in her circles?
Noonan somehow manages to get out and about and to encounter people who represent what we need to know now:
The past few days I’ve
heard from a young man who fears Jews will be targeted and told me of
Muslim friends now nervous on the street. There was the beautiful lady
with the blue-collar job who, when asked how she felt about the
election, told me she is a lesbian bringing up two foreign-born adopted
children and fears she will be targeted and her children somehow removed
from her.
Many fear they will no longer be respected. They need
to know things they rely on are still there. They don’t understand what
has happened, and are afraid. They need—and deserve—reassurance. Trump
apparatus: Find a way.
So... from inside the elite, where people are "lost in a data-filled fog" and did not see what was coming, Noonan is able to report that there's
fear and to demand
reassurance. Her prescription is: Hire the elite insiders!
The president-elect should make a handful of appointments quickly, briskly, with an initial emphasis on old hands and known quantities. Ideological foes need not be included but accomplished Washington figures, especially those from previous administrations, should be invited in. It is silly to worry that Mr. Trump’s supporters will start to fear he’s gone establishment. They believe in him, are beside themselves with joy, and will understand he’s shoring up his position and communicating stability.
... [T]here are former officials and true experts with esteemed backgrounds who need to be told: Help him.... Donald
Trump doesn’t know how to be president...
Trump needs help, she says. And these people need jobs and power, she doesn't say. The elite, her people, lost the election, but they should have the victory anyway, because a "young man" and a "beautiful lady" spoke of fear. Throughout the whole political season, Trump was battered with the fear of fear, and now he's won and he's told to pander to the people who said whatever they could to oppose him, the people who stoked the fear that he needs to prioritize calming. As if it could ever be calmed, as if his opponents will ever stop stoking it.
Not only does Donald Trump not know how to be President, in Noonan's view, he didn't even know how to
run for President. He just happened to be there in the midst of a people's movement, an "uprising":
His presidential campaign was bad—disorganized, unprofessional, chaotic, ad hoc. There was no state-of-the-art get-out-the-vote effort—his voters got themselves out. There was no high-class, high-tech identifying of supporters—they identified themselves. They weren’t swayed by the barrage of brilliantly produced ads—those ads hardly materialized. This was not a triumph of modern campaign modes and ways. The people did this. As individuals within a movement.
Ah, so it wasn't "high-class"! It wasn't slick in the glossy professionalized style that the elite sell at a high price. These fine people in her circle — the kind of people she'd like Trump to hire on to assuage the fears of the young men and beautiful ladies — these people "lost in a data-filled fog," who didn't
see what was coming — since they weren't running the campaign, the campaign that was run could not be the cause of what happened. "This is how you know" it was a movement of the people: The campaign was
bad, and therefore what happened must be understood as the people
identifying themselves and getting themselves out to vote.
Trump didn't do that. You didn't build that.
"It was a natural, self-driven eruption."
Incredible! Trump didn't run a high-class, high-tech campaign. That's correct. But that doesn't mean he did nothing! He did something bold and unique, combining wild social media — tweeting — with big rallies in the manner of an old-time
"whistle-stop" campaign — not with a train but that big Trump plane. How many rallies did he do? I couldn't find a list of all the locations, but he spoke rousingly to tens of thousands of people at a time, in all sorts of places, lighting up enthusiasm, touching off word of mouth.
Who is Peggy Noonan to say this is just "bad"? It's bad because it's "unprofessional"?
Maybe it was good because it was unprofessional.
Here was one man who looked at America and saw it his own way, jumped into something for the first time, and played it instinctively, screwing up sometimes, but standing strong and barreling on. It's the most amazing political performance I've seen in my life.
And Peggy Noonan would like to deem it nothing and to say it was the
people who did it all. And now, as she sees it, Trump threatens to take his nothing performance into the White House. He didn't know how to campaign, and he "doesn’t know how to be president." So he needs help from the professionals, from Noonan's circle of highly educated, elite, befogged friends. He needed them before, and he's only
lucky he won without their help. He stumbled into a people's movement, a "natural" uprising of "normal people." So he'd better bring in the abnormals who didn't see what was coming but who are finding it "somehow... more beautiful" because they didn't see it coming. They didn't position themselves properly to seem as though they belong close to the new President, but perhaps if Peggy strings enough words together Trump will see the strange, wonderful way that they really do belong.
And don't worry. Those people — the "natural, self-driven eruption" that's the only reason you're there to dole out all these jobs — they won't think you've "gone establishment." It's "silly to worry"! Those people are so "beside themselves with
joy," they'll accept anything. The idiots. The normal people. The ones who saw what was coming. They'll never notice.