Donald Trump is a coxcomb, a man who likes to brag about his sexual prowess, his desirability to women, and his extramarital conquests. I’ve met a few like that, and because I was never was forced to associate with them, I never did. Men don’t like coxcombs, and avoid them if possible. Sexual adventurers like Jack Kennedy are not coxcombs, because they never talk about their sex life, much less brag about it. A man who likes to show off by talking about sex is a man who is deeply insecure.
In the past Americans only wanted someone of high moral character in the White House. Nelson Rockefeller lost the California primary, and the 1964 nomination, in large part because of his recent divorce. When Clinton won it was clear voters were willing to overlook such behavior. If Trump wins the nomination it means we’ll not only tolerate it, but admire and reward it.
We’re not there. Yet. Because very few people know anything about Donald Trump. Of those 140,000 or so Republican caucus goers on Monday, how many know that Trump likes to crow about his sexual conquest of a large number of married women? Very, very few. I have a feeling that’s going to change.
In a long campaign the voters get to know a lot about the candidates, and they use all of that information as they decide how to vote. They’re interested in everything. They’re selecting someone they’ll be seeing on TV for the next four or eight years, and they want someone they’re comfortable with. I think the more people get to know Donald Trump, the man, the less they’ll like.
There’s a saying, you can’t reason a man out of a position if he didn’t reason himself into it. That’s the way it is with Trump’s cult. They love the guy. But some of them, at least, the more they get to know him, are going to be repelled.
His boycott looked rash and impulsive, even if it wasn’t. And those are two words we really don’t like associated with President of the United States. But then, Donald Trump is the most “unpresidential” candidate of my lifetime. It’s one of the reasons he’s unacceptable to a large majority of the Republican electorate. And that majority is determined to deny him the nomination. And it has the power to do it.
I was part of the last great Republican revolution in 1964. My man, Barry Goldwater, an insurgent and a hard core, no holds barred conservative took the party away from the elites. That’s not what’s happening with Trump, at all.
I remember that June evening of 1964 when Goldwater won California. I was 18, and this was the first campaign I’d ever worked on. I was all in for Barry. Walter Cronkite announced the results coming in with obvious horror. He could not believe what he was seeing, and he was flustered. I loved it. And I’ve loved politics ever since. It’s like sports for smart people.