When the president of the world’s most powerful country posts a video of himself as a jet-flying, Dr. Strangelove-like “King Trump” defecating all over his protesting critics, it is a call not just for Americans, but for humanity also, to ask itself how we got to this place.

Recall that Trump today is the most powerful man on Earth, supported by the most powerful army and backed by the most powerful set of technological oligarchs ever assembled. And that yesterday’s protests, estimated at 5 to 7 million, were the second largest single-day demonstration in U.S. history. (Earth Day 1970 still holds the record for the first, while the George Floyd protests topped yesterday’s over multiple days.)
Interpreting the video is not so difficult. By imagining himself as King Trump flying over protesters and dumping poop on their heads, the president of the United States is presenting a juvenile-delinquent’s regressive-infantile fantasy of white-male rebellion against the social order that, in normal times, would be able to contain it. It’s a naughty little boy’s poop fantasy, one that suggests that a pooping toddler, Donnie, along with his enabler friends — Jimmy D, Stevie, Russie, Lonnie & the silicon poopers, et al — just don’t wanna grow up.
But they also want it both ways: they want the transgressive jouissance of the boy-rebel AND to inherit the kingdom of the patriarch. They want their poopy-colored chocolate cake and the poopy-farty joy of spreading it all over the nursery walls. They want to break the rules and to force others to follow their rules.
The questions this raises are questions for all of us: How did we allow a political-economic system to emerge that would enable such a person to become the most powerful person in the most powerful nation on Earth? And, equally importantly, what in his fantasy appeals to so many people who support his rule?
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