The genius of Donald Trump is, of course, that he can say anything and it will be repeated endlessly. Shown that he was wrong, he might change his tune. But it doesn’t seem to harm his poll numbers — no matter how low he stoops and no matter how bodacious the lie. And his stories get repeated and, to some degree, get believed. Because how many voters prefer conspiracy theories to what they may be able to see with their own eyes?
Good example: Trump’s decision to bring up Vince Foster, the Little Rock lawyer and White House aide who committed suicide in Washington in the early days of the Clinton administration. Trump says it looks fishy. Vox endeavors to explain how wrong he is. But does it matter? Who hears Vox when cable runs endless loops of Trump proclaiming fishiness.
And, of course, even in Vox, no “fair” recitation of Clinton mythology is complete without the obligatory passages that suggest the political fallout is somehow Hillary Clinton’s fault for taking speaking fees, or something. I kid you not.
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In truth, there is nothing fishy about Foster’s death. In fact, few if any suicides have been investigated as thoroughly — or repeatedly — as Foster’s, and it’s very clear what happened to him. It was a tragic suicide, not a murder to further a cover-up.
Trump’s decision to bring up the case is, however, revealing about his own approach to politics and life. And in a sense, it’s useful that he brought up perhaps the flimsiest and most ridiculous anti-Clinton allegation of all, because fully understanding exactly how flimsy and ridiculous it is helps you understand the kind of basic siege mentality with which Hillary Clinton treats the press and its suggestions of scandal.