Donald Trump isn’t a viable candidate for the presidency. He is a bully and a liar. He is nothing to worry about. He exemplifies what I like to call the chaos theory a/k/a the swirl.
The swirl has many components. His recent remarks are what I like to call the mad bomber. The mad bomber detonates a bomb into a large crowd then runs away. The more attention the mad bomber receives, the more he ups the ante. Attention, whether positive or negative, is air and water to the bomber.
While the mad bomber can be charming, thrilling or audacious, he has a way of distracting us from what’s really going on.
We’re caught up in the rush — a swirl of activity that creates its own reality. He leaves behind a a trail of tears and an energy force field that draws us in then abandons us to confusion, hype and inertia.
Mad bombers destabilize us. They keep us anxious and afraid. We swing between hyped up and inert as we focus on the debris from the last bombing and anticipate the next.
The mad bomber only has a few but highly effective tools: character attacks, crazy theories and statements that spin into an increasingly bizarre, surreal stratosphere.
We get so wrapped up in the widening sphere of chaos the bomber creates, that we become passive.
The sad thing? We cooperate with the mad bombers.
That’s right. I said it.
We work with them hand in hand because they turn our attention away from our real problems. Those pesky, prickly, knotty little things that are so hard to face down, where there is no clear win or loss in sight. Just a long-term struggle with uncertain results. Global warming, obesity, bad habits and vice. Charlie Sheen and Barry Bonds, Lindsay Lohan and Dr. Phil’s guests offer us daily opportunities to feel superior and smug while our own lives continue to go down the tubes of chaos.
The swirl is not to be confused with a conspiracy theory. It doesn’t need conspirators. It just needs a performer and an audience of one. You or me.