“Christianity split the Germanic barbarian into an upper and a lower half, and enabled him, by repressing the dark side, to domesticate the brighter half and fit it for civilization. But the lower, darker half still awaits redemption and a second spell of domestication. Until then, it will remain associated with the vestiges of the prehistoric age, with the collective unconscious, which is subject to a peculiar and ever-increasing activation. As the Christian view of the world loses its authority, the more menacingly will the “blond beast” be heard prowling about in its underground prison, ready at any moment to burst out with devastating consequences. When this happens in the individual it brings about a psychological revolution, but it can also take a social form."
-- Carl Gustav Jung, "The Role of the Unconscious", 1918 (emphasis mine)Well, looks like the "blond beast" is back, only this time around it's -- Orange! The hair, the fake tan ... and poor me constantly reaching for the "mute" button on the TV remote.
Now there's a problem with Jung's first sentence above. It appeals to what Jung assumes "everyone knows is true" and a tip-off that the unconscious itself is percolating its way through the argument. Jacques Lacan (OK, I know you're groaning now) imagined the collective unconscious (the "Big Other") as a semantic structure with its own logic and vocabulary. It thinks and speaks. I'll just stop here.
A larger problem lies with The Donald's seizing control of what once was the Republican Party. It is the selection of a suitable vice presidential running mate.
Chris Christie is out, obviously since he's about to be revealed as one of the unindicted conspirators in the "Bridgegate" scandal. Chris will kiss The Donald's ass only if craft services are provided, with lots of chocolate bars and Pringles chips. Marc Rubio is out (he's Mexican? Or what?). Pathetically undiagnosed narcoleptic Benjamin Brainsurgeon is a chocolate person, no dice. Sarah Palin is cool but she always shows up slurred-speech drunk. Also, her wardrobe causes moiré patterns even on hi-def TV, how distracting!
There is only one logical vice presidential candidate suitable for the Trump administration. She happens to be a woman. She also happens to be dead.
Ladies and gentlemen, may I nominate the "Queen" Leona Helmsley?
Nothing could eclipse The Donald's reputation for grift and malfeasance other than a very dead and not terribly distracting former NYC hotelier and real-estate magnate. Oh, wait, Harry Helmsley was the estate genius. Leona took over when Harry became too unwell to notice the process servers arriving with indictments for alleged kick-backs incurred running the properties. But there was always a mint under the pillow at the Helmsley Palace. (Condoms in drawer with KJV.)
If you think Leona can't be resurrected, what about the holographic presentations of Tupac and other deceased entertainers? Don't say it's out of realm of possibility.