Trump promises a turning back of the social clock to 1956. I wish!
“To the seemingly rhetorical question: “When does a delicious frisson of dystopian fear become a blast of blood-freezing terror?” the literal answer may be: “On 31 January 2016, mate.””
“Two commodities he gives them are potent enough to relegate all other criteria to irrelevance. He legitimises their Jim Crow racism by affecting to share it, and offers hope that he can pop the US in a gold-plated Tardis and return it to 1956.”
Then the column writer, Matthew Norman, just looses it.
Much like watching the handwringing on The BBC, it’s very entertaining.