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Election Countdown Diary: Day 85

We are experiencing history in real time. And it is not fun.
August 10, 2020
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It is August 10, 2020 and I can’t remember the last time I wore long pants. I haven’t shaved in days, spend much of my time talking to my dogs, and have no idea what the next three months will bring. There are 85 days until the election, and then another 78 days until Inauguration Day—for a total of 163 days that will test all of us in ways we can’t predict.

So this seems like a good time to launch a daily countdown journal. I’m going to try to keep a record here—admittedly a subjective account, but the kind of journal I should have started long ago to understand our insane moment.

Why a diary/journal? Because, unlike histories that impose a coherence on events that didn’t exist, a daily chronicle reflects the confusion, distractions, false starts, and self-delusions of life in real time. It could be embarrassing, because if I’m wrong and deluded, it goes on my permanent record (again).

When Elizabeth Drew was writing her Washington Journal, chronicling Watergate and Richard Nixon’s downfall, she knew that historians of the future would have a different view of the scandal; they would have more facts, more perspective, and they would apply a whole different set of biases than those of contemporary pundits.

But, she wondered, would they “really understand what it was like?”

Will they know how it felt to go through what we have gone through? Will they know how it felt to be stunned—again and again—as we learn what had been done by people in power? Will they know how it felt to be shocked, ashamed, amused by the revelations—will they understand the difficulty of sorting out the madcap from the macabre? . . . Can they conceivably understand how it felt as we watched, on our television screen, our president say, “I am not a crook”?

I’ve been asking the same thing since 2017. Will historians be able to capture the anxieties of our strangely empty, and yet, insanely crowded world? Will they be able to capture the pace of news, the toxicity of social media, the chaotic whirl of Trump-era politics, with its stew of shock, numbness, cowardice, alternative realities, and anger?

Will they be able to process how strange it all was?

In comparison, Watergate now feels like a gentler, more naive time, when we actually had a news cycle, some semblance of guard-rails, and we could still be shocked by the idea that our president was a liar.

The Watergate era had its share of the madcap and the macabre; but we live in a genuinely unhinged age. Last week, the Manhattan DA suggested he is pursuing criminal charges against the president, and no one remembers the story. Trump had an insane press conference on Friday night at his golf club that has already vanished from the micro-news cycles. Last week the president suggested that Joe Biden’s election would “hurt the Bible” and “hurt God,” and ended the census counting a month early, but we’ve already moved on.

I open my notes from the weekend:

GOP operatives are backing Kanye West for president; the Libertarian party candidate has been bitten by a bat, Jerry Falwell the Lesser is done in by an undone zipper, and these are not actually the craziest bits of news that we have to absorb today.

The Russians continue to attack our democracy, new projections suggest that as many as 300,000 Americans may die by December, and the president’s cronies are deconstructing the Post Office in order to sabotage mail-in voting. The attorney general of the United States says with a straight face that Democrats have become a “Rousseauian Revolutionary Party that believes in tearing down the system.” And there is the story about Trump asking about “the process to add additional presidents to Mount Rushmore.”

As we wake up today, the biggest story is Trump’s decision to issue Executive Orders, including his strange gambit to “defer” the payroll taxes that fund Social Security and Medicare. Trump evidently thinks this is a masterful pivot, but when his top aides went on the Sunday shows to explain his actions, it quickly became apparent that it was all a holy hot mess. For the most part, Republicans—even the ones who claimed to be “constitutional conservatives”—went along with the president’s orders, and by this point in his presidency, no one was really surprised by their surrender.