KLAVAN: Voting For Trump With Joy

Republican presidential nominee Donald Trump addresses a campaign rally in the Rodeo Arena at the Jefferson County Fairgrounds October 29, 2016 in Golden, Colorado.
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One of the most poignant stories in the Bible is in the first book of Samuel. The Israelites have been living in the promised land as free men and women. Strong leaders rise up when they’re needed. Prophets guide them in the ways of the Lord.

But when the sons of the prophet Samuel become corrupt, the elders go to Samuel and ask him to appoint a king to lead them. He tries to dissuade them. “A King will make servants of your sons and daughters and take the best of your wealth to give to his advisors,” he says.

But the elders insist. “We want a king over us. Then we will be like all the other nations.”

When Samuel prays, God tells him, “It’s not you they are rejecting. They are rejecting me. Give them their king.”

To me, the story reads like a second Fall of Man. It’s as if the first Fall has impressed its pattern on the soul of humanity. People are compelled to re-enact it in various forms just as people often re-enact their childhood traumas.

I hear that trauma being re-enacted now as the Left cries for the end of American freedom. “Let judges make our laws. Let the deep state enforce them as they will. Let government and big business silence the voices of our opponents. Let governors choose who can speak safely: yes, for rioters; no for worshippers. Let them tell us how to cower behind our masks. Then we will be like all the other nations.”

I voted for Donald Trump in 2016 with a shrug of tragic resignation. I thought a battle between him and Hillary was like one of those old Japanese monster movies—“Mothra vs Godzilla,” say. You’re sort of rooting for one monster over the other, but either way Tokyo gets destroyed. I figured if this was the end of the republic, better a loud mouth with some practical instincts in the White House than a corrupt jade with no feel for the best traditions of the country.

It turned out I was wrong. Trump was much better than that. He allowed all of his personal flaws—his rudeness, his ignorance, his moral corner-cutting—to be contained within the structures of our constitutional system. His virtues—his fix-it practicality, his contrarian common sense, his visceral love of America—were turned by incident and instinct to the values that preserve our freedom.

He has curtailed the reach of government by cutting regulations and appointing constitutional judges. He has beaten back the globalizing rush of the elites, which would transfer power from the people’s representatives to world organizations without our values. He has refused the panicked calls to abandon federalism and create new bureaucratic structures to handle a pandemic better handled by each state. He has defended the rights to speak, worship, and bear arms. The Left keeps calling him an authoritarian. I do not think that word means what they think it means.

Meanwhile, the Left has become what they accuse everyone else of being. They are tyrants. They are racists. They want to dismantle the systems that protect our liberty. Their cities are awash in homelessness, poverty, crime, and mass violence—and yet they believe so completely that they deserve power, they cannot imagine a scenario in which their defeat is legal and legitimate. Everyone who opposes them is hateful. Every political loss they suffer is a flaw in the system.

What’s more—they behave like trash. It isn’t often you find wisdom on the anti-free speech platform Twitter, but there was some this week. Rabbi David Wolpe—a Democrat, I believe—was talking about how to react to the outcome of the election: “What you believe is judged in part by what your beliefs have made of you.” I know this is wisdom because I’ve said the same thing many times myself. I rest my case.

And look at what the Left’s beliefs have made of them. Their journalists lie and cover up. Their activists are violent. Their women sit in cars and film themselves screaming like banshees. Their men renounce their manhood.

I will be voting for Donald Trump again on Tuesday—but this time with exuberance and joy. If the republic is in the late stages of its life, it’s not the fault of his faults. And if it lives another generation, it may well be by virtue of his virtues.

I don’t want America to be like other nations. I don’t want a government that rules me like a king. I don’t want to reject the God who made me free.

I don’t know if Trump can pull off another miraculous victory, but this time, I’ll be rooting for him all the way.

The views expressed in this opinion piece are the author’s own and do not necessarily represent those of The Daily Wire.

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