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The Cult of Donald Trump:

A Lesson in White Supremacy

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          November 6th was a dark day in the United States. Early in the morning, Donald Trump won not only the electoral college, but the popular vote in the U.S. 2024 election, meaning 71 million Americans voted a 34 time felon into the highest political office in the country. Willingly. With zeal. 

          Those of us with sense are still reeling. Still staring in disbelief at the little blue and red map on our phones. We are in shock and we are mourning. I remember the first time Donald Trump was elected President in 2016. Communities came together overnight. The streets were full of protests, and picket signs, and chants. There was civil unrest throughout the nation. There was vigor. 

          But this time it’s different. It’s quiet; it’s surreal. No one marches in the streets. No indignant faces light up cell phones as they march on Washington. No incensed dissenters scream into the night with a sense of justice. And it’s jarring to realize so many of your neighbors belong to the cult of Donald J. Trump. 

          Today, many of my favorite influencers are trying to spread hope in a sea of somber faces, in a whirlwind of loss and anger. And while I respect that strength, I am not ready yet. I need time to grieve, to process, and to find comfort and resilience in my community. Donald Trump is a racist, alleged rapist, and a radicalist, and the damage he will do to our civil liberties will be both historical and devastating. 

          In that same vein, I will admit I am finding it difficult to stay grounded in the face of fascism. We have seen the impact of an unbalanced Supreme Court. We have seen women die since Roe was overturned. We have seen Project 2025 and its white Nationalist agenda. In fact, as a public school teacher, the plan to dismantle public education makes me go pale.

          This is because 71 million people don’t have the critical thinking skills to see the reality of a second Trump term. They are swindled by false promises and the fantasy of rekindling the American dream. They are willfully ignorant and they are naive. Thus, while a faction of Trump supporters are Proud Boy types with not-so-secret white, pointy hats, I believe the majority of people who voted red are Americans who lack the ability to analyze political rhetoric, current events, and their own unconscious bias. They are everyday people who lack literacy skills and who likely never received proper social and emotional learning.

         

          If truth be told, Trump’s followers see him as a political Messiah, here to save America from invasion and poverty, even if these threats are fabricated. Ironically, despite fervent deference to the Bible, they seem to worship him as a false god, even as a near martyr. Especially after this summer’s assassination attempt. This is because Trump is a master manipulator and uses careful rhetoric, fear, and cognitive dissonance to galvanize support from the masses, who I think truly believe he will deliver them from suffering.

          Economically, people in America are struggling. The gap between the rich and the poor continues to grow wider and inflation is always on the rise. People are exhausted, sick, and mentally unwell. They need an easy answer. According to Miriam Webster, a cult is defined as a group of people who show great devotion to a person or movement based on dogma set forth by its promulgator. Often, these leaders offer peace, ease, and rescue, positioning themselves as deux ex machina.

           Donald Trump plays the faux king of the underdog, appealing to those who feel like they can’t get ahead, while simultaneously embodying every possible claim to power and privilege. He comes from money. He’s white. He’s a man. He feigns Christian values. And he has yet to be held accountable. 

          I honestly believe that for conservatives, this is what’s so likable about him. He escapes persecution, the way we all wish we could, but can’t in a capitalist society that relies on subjugating the working class. As a result, Trump’s followers live vicariously through him. His clever escape from justice is their escape from “the man.” His coming into power is their coming into power. And people are always obsessed with proximity to power, even when it harms them in the end.

          Thus, even if Trump doesn’t actually give a single fuck about people facing economic barriers, he still has 71 million of them fooled, celebrating, and ready to do his bidding. In four years, with a manuscript at his fingertips for dismantling democracy, what will become of the United States? Will we have our own Nuremberg Trials in the headlines? 

         You see, white supremacy relies on political unrest to maintain dominance. As is evidenced by Hitler’s rise to power in Germany, when people are frustrated, unfed, and fearful, they become easy to manipulate. In fact, according to the Holocaust Museum, after being imprisoned for an attempted coup, Hitler revised his tactics and started following “the path of ‘legality.’” Simply put, he catered to the exasperations of rural and middle class voters over many years until the Nazi Party eventually dominated Parliament. Sounds eerily like congress right now, doesn’t it? 

          One hundred years later, Trump is following the Fuhrer’s playbook. He uses inflammatory language, minimizes racism, and appeals to white grievance. In a country founded on the genocide of Native people and Black slaves, the colonist mindset is still thoroughly pervasive, and the Right knows just how to amplify that kind of entitlement. Trump intentionally keeps proximity to extremist groups, notably telling the Proud Boys to “stand by” in a 2020 Presidential Debate when he was asked to denounce white supremacy. He aims to maintain cultural dominance by discriminating against marginalized groups, infiltrating the Legislative branch, and catering to white billionaires. He even instigated the January 6th riot at the Capitol, a modern Beer Hall Putsch.

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          I’ll be honest. Right now, I don’t know if I will stay and fight for my country if democracy crumbles. I don’t know if I’m a hero. An optimist or a realist. And I’ve read enough dystopian novels to fear finding out. Will I stay until I can no longer leave? Or will I allow my instincts to take over, and run?

          I am a single, childfree, unmarried woman who holds a Master’s degree, owns property, and practices witchcraft. I am exactly the kind of woman the far Right fears. I am the type of woman they yearn to silence and abuse. This is because I go against the grain and refuse to conform with society’s expectations of what a woman should be. It’s because I speak up. It’s because I teach.

          It’s wild. I have spent the last thirty-five years building my whole life: earning my education, honing my craft, nurturing my health, buying a home. Even stepping into a leadership position in my field. And now I need to decide if I should leave it all behind. 

          I’ve lived abroad and I could do it again. I’ve often even romanticized it. Rebellious escape from oppression, poverty, and a corrupt government. I could be an immigrant myself. I love to travel and I love adventure, but how much do I owe my country? My community? Can I leave behind those with fewer protections and privileges? Can I help from so far away? Would I be able to adapt to a new country permanently? Trump or no Trump, I’m pretty certain life abroad is in my future, but will I go with or without the guilt of survival as a carry on?

           As we barrel towards January and the cold winter months ahead, I can’t help but feel deeply anxious and bone-weary. Yet, some small part of me, some precious light within, refuses to feel defeated. I will take action. I will move forward. I will fight back. But tonight I will give myself grace. In this present moment, I am grieving. And that has to be okay. It has to be okay for us to spare a moment to ache. We can have sorrow and we can triumph. In the morning. In the light. In new days to come. 

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