Donald Trump is literally Hitler
As anyone who knows me will be more than happy to
tell you, I am easily confused. I didn’t start out to be easily confused—I was
rather hoping to play centerfield for the Yankees someday, but that dream
vanished when it became clear that the curveball was a permanent part of baseball and not some passing fad like Pet Rocks, Cabbage Patch
dolls, and Clinton presidential campaigns, and that my inability to hit a
curveball with any degree of regularity, or never, as it is sometimes called,
would permanently keep me out of centerfield at Yankee Stadium, unless I was
taking the tour the Yankee organization provides when the team is out of town—but
I am easily confused today, which I ascribe to being old and out of it, and to
my unfortunate habit of wearing unfashionable hats.
But be that as it may, I am confused because
President Trump is literally Hitler. Not
a would be Hitler or a Hitler manqué, as if he were a literally French Hitler; one
assumes that the food would improve in school cafeterias if he were; or a
wannabe Hitler or an aspiring Hitler or a Hitler avatar, but literally Hitler,
and being literally Hitler is not a good thing to be. Now, other people have
been literally Hitler before Trump was literally Hitler; Ronald Reagan was
literally Hitler and both President Bushes were literally Hitler as well, as
was John McCain and Milt Romney. Barry Goldwater was almost literally Hitler,
but apparently he either got over it or the people who were thinking about
saying that Goldwater was literally Hitler decided that calling him literally
Hitler just sounded silly and contented themselves with saying that Goldwater
was literally loonier than Hitler at a hot dog eating contest. I do not recall
if Richard Nixon was literally Hitler; I am old enough to remember Nixon very
well and I just don’t remember if Nixon was literally Hitler or if he was just
sort of vaguely Hitlerish, but not during the latter half of football season. I find the idea of Mitt Romney being literally
Hitler intriguing in a strange sort of way; being literally Hitler suggests the
idea that Romney had literally Hitlerian powers as governor of Massachusetts,
like the power to dispose of his enemies as he willed or the power to invade
such nonthreatening neighbor states as New Hampshire or Connecticut or even to
arrest all the New York Yankees fans in Massachusetts and send them to summer camps
on Nantucket Island, as opposed to the not very literally Hitlerish power to
raise everyone’s health insurance premiums, which is very not literally Hitler-type
power at all. Any idiotic dolt of a politician can do that, you know, and do it
without the really cool uniforms that being literally Hitler can get for you.
One thing is absolutely true, however: Donald
Trump is literally Hitler. That is an undeniable historical fact like Christopher
Columbus discovering the electric light bulb or Fiorello LaGuardia discovering
that secondhand tobacco smoke can give you herpes. Here, however, is the part
that confuses me: if Trump is literally Hitler and Romney was literally Hitler,
how can Trump be literally Hitler if Romney was literally Hitler, and how can
both men be literally Hitler when Hitler was literally Hitler, and Hitler, you
might be interested to know, still has living relatives who might sue the people
who keep saying that Trump is literally Hitler and Romney was literally Hitler for
infringing on the family’s trademark of being literally Hitler, or, in their
case, literally Hitlers. This, to me, is
a lot like People magazine declaring that some male movie star is the sexiest
man alive last year and then declaring another male movie star the sexiest man
alive this year. How can the latter be sexier than the former when the former
is still living? I could understand this
if the sexiest man alive this year was competing, if that is what you do in
this situation, with the sexiest man alive from 1937, but last year was only
last year and it’s unlikely that last year’s winner has diminished in sexiness
so much that anyone can notice an appreciable difference between this year and
last, and how does anyone measure such a subjective quality anyway? Is there a cellphone application that will do
this for us nowadays?
Finally, there is the problem that no one seems
to want to deal with here. In declaring that Trump is literally Hitler, how do
we judge the case of Adolf Hitler, who was literally Hitler long before it
became politically fashionable to be literally Hitler?[1] If
Trump is literally Hitler, then it necessarily follows that Hitler can’t be
literally Hitler, he has to be someone else, doesn’t he, but Alfred E. Newman and
Bill Gates are already someone else, and no, I don't know what that means. This, in turn, leads to the problem of why
would anyone care if Trump is literally Hitler when clearly Hitler could not be
literally Hitler because Trump is literally Hitler? If Hitler can’t be literally Hitler because
Trump is literally Hitler, then accusing Trump of being literally Hitler is as
meaningless a charge as accusing Trump of being a life insurance salesman, or
worse, a Red Sox fan. So, I am still
confused and there doesn’t seem to be anyone around willing to untangle the
mental knot this conundrum is causing me. I must give the whole matter much
more thought, I think.
[1] I
should also point out that being literally Hitler did not keep Hitler from
literally shooting Hitler in the head. So, since Hitler literally killed Hitler
for being literally Hitler, is this literally a good thing or a bad thing vis-à-vis
Trump, who is literally Hitler but is unlikely to do the same thing? I am still confused.
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