Younger readers might not acknowledge this scene from 1975’s “Blazing Saddles,” the place the black dude has been appointed the brand new sheriff of a city on the western frontier. The bigoted white people are extraordinarily resentful, and right here, the amiable city drunk is consoling him:
What did you anticipate? “Welcome, sonny?” “Make your self at residence?” “Marry my daughter?” You’ve obtained to do not forget that these are simply easy farmers. These are folks of the land. The frequent clay of the brand new West. You already know… morons.
Coincidentally, an previous pal requested me not too long ago what I consider makes up the Trump base. I replied {that a} Trumper must be in a single (or each) of two teams:
a) The extraordinarily unintelligent, and/or
b) These whose brains are wired, both by way of genetics or lived expertise, to be detached to the wants of different folks.
