Friday, February 26, 2016

"...Nothing Up My Sleeve...Well, There's That Made In China Label...But Other Than That..."

The fundamental skill required in magic is misdirection.

The trained, skilled, talented illusionist spends the majority of their time in front of you doing whatever is necessary to insure that you see what they want to you to see so that you won't be paying any attention to what they don't want you to see.

When done well, it is mesmerizing, even, sometimes, astounding.

Even, at least theoretically, unbelievable.

At the heart of it, though, it ain't brain surgery.

It's just misdirection.

Cleverly, as always, illustrated by Francesca Fiorentini at AJ+





There's no disputing Donald's mastery of the art.

And we ain't talkin' art of the deal, baby.

We're talking art of misdirection.

Getting eyes, ears (and applicable brain tissue) focused, using colorful images of the Stars and Stripes waving, the Bill of Rights flapping, all underscored with the implied, if not outright blaring, sound of a couple of hundred fife and drum corps, on what "China" has taken (or, in the more dramatic moments, "stolen") from America.

In order to divert attention from the simple truth that China hasn't taken a thing from America that America, at least in the form of savvy, take no prisoners, American CEO's hasn't willingly handed over.

To use one of Francesca's examples, when Apple moved its industry (read: jobs for John and Jane American) to Asia so that they could manufacture IPhones for eight bucks as opposed to seventy three bucks, it wasn't a matter of China saying "hey, little girl, here's some candy, get in the car."

It was simply a matter of China putting out the candy dish.

The choice as to whether to walk past it or grab it by the handfuls was left entirely up to...wait for it....American CEO's.

Corporate executive members of the United States 1% Club whose sympathies and/or empathies about Americans losing the jobs they needed to bring home the bacon were, are and ever, one can assume, ever shall be "let em' eat cake."

Corporate hardball players like the guys who own Apple.  AT&T.  Coca Cola. Ikea.

Trump Tower.

Seen in that light, it's not hard to understand why the current front runner for the Republican nomination for President of the United States is nicknamed "the Donald".

That nickname, actually, is simply short for the real sobriquet.

The Amazing Donaldo.

Master illusionist. Daring and daunting diversionist.

A lot of people in this nation are enchanted, enthralled, mesmerized and, even, sometimes, astounded at this guy and his presentation.

And lot of those people are calling his unlikely but undeniable rise to headliner status a marvel, a miracle....

Some even call it magic.









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