By Charles
C. W. Cooke
Wednesday,
August 16, 2023
The lab
work is done, the data are in, and the diagnosis is clear: The institutional
Republican Party has a chronic autoimmune disorder. Alarmingly, the affliction
is multifaceted. On some occasions, it leads the body to ignore, or even to
invite in, serious threats to its survival. On others, it triggers a pernicious
overactivity that causes the body to turn inwards and attack itself. At present,
there seems little hope for a cure.
Traditionally,
healthy organisms are both willing and able to fight off the hazards that
appear on the horizon. Scouring the middle distance for signs of impending
peril, they spot a virus or a toxin or bunch of bacteria sneaking into the
bloodstream, and they send out their best troops to destroy it. A candidate
whom 64 percent of
voters oppose? Zap.
A whiny loser who blew a winnable race and then lied about it? Pow. A woman who ought
by rights to be in a lunatic
asylum? Splat.
Alas, in its current condition, the Republican Party is able to do no such
thing. Instead, it reasons that if its antibodies are against a given object,
then that object must be doing something right. Worse yet, it never learns from
its mistakes. The more lethal the venom, the less it does to fight it. Donald
Trump’s first indictment prompted the GOP’s primary voters to put out a welcome
sign. They injected his fourth indictment directly into their bloodstream.
The
party’s self-destructive overactivity provides a perfect complement to this flaw.
Typically, an immunoglobulin that showed resilience, strength, or versatility
would be cherished and protected as vital to the cause. Brian Kemp, who won by
eight points in Georgia? Recruits — follow him. Ron DeSantis, who
won by 19 points in Florida? Perhaps we could use him elsewhere? Tim
Scott, who is liked almost universally? A brigade of those guys would
come in handy. Sadly, though, the GOP’s metastasizing malady turns
such logic on its head, causing it to consider anyone who has gained the trust
of the public to be intrinsically suspicious and therefore worthy of attack. In
combination, these two symptoms lead to the worst of both worlds. Despite
knowing at some level that it is hemorrhaging profusely, the party continues to
welcome its saboteurs and to assault its friends — all while insisting that the
medicine that might reverse its decline has been tarnished by specters of the
night.
Had
Indiana Jones been a Republican, he would have died within 19 seconds of his
run along the traps. To get to the treasure he sought, Jones was obliged to
avoid pitfalls, dodge halberds, evade spikes, run from rolling boulders, and
duck under — or around — anything that might plausibly have been put there to
kill him. Once upon a time, the Republican Party understood how to do this,
too. Now, it would be more likely to run straight at full speed into the first
sharp spear it came across while shouting, “This will surely own
the libs!” What, bar a total lack of interest in self-advancement or
self-preservation, could explain the choices that the GOP made in 2022? What,
other than a persistent death wish, could account for its continued indulgence
of figures such as Blake Masters, Joe Kent, and Kari Lake? What, beyond a
catastrophic misunderstanding of the environment in which it is operating,
could justify the ongoing
strength of the toxic Donald Trump?
Is there
a doctor out there who can provide a cure? Thus far, the prospects seem slim. In
three consecutive elections, the voters of the United States have written the
Republican Party a prescription, and, three times in a row, the Republican
Party has failed even to fill it, preferring instead to seek out the advice of
the quacks, shamans, and witches who, in exchange for a few fractured pieces of
the party’s soul, will happily tell it that there is no need for it to take its
medicine, for if it just waits long enough, the sickness of other
convalescents might
deliver the world on a plate — and, besides, whatever the remedy might be, it
is guaranteed to be more injurious than the disease.
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