The first and only political rally I ever attended was when I took one of my aunts to the Sun Dome on the campus of the University of South Florida to see Ross Perot in 1992 to a crowd that was about half full on a Saturday afternoon in October.
A little over 23 years later, a capacity crowd of nearly 11,000 went to see Donald Trump on a Friday evening in that very same venue in north Tampa. They chanted “USA, USA” at the start of the rally like he was a conquering hero, not somebody running for President of the United States.
The way Mr. Trump delivered his speech, I’m not so sure that he didn’t drink or smoke something right before he went on. (If he doesn’t imbibe on something before he speaks, imaging him drunk or high boggles the mind.)
He went on and on about how everyone is going to be taken care of, how America would become great again, all without going into specifics, handling protesters by encouraging security to dismiss them as soon as possible. He had opinions about most of the topics of the day, never shy to bash anyone or everyone.
The crowd reacted to him as if he was Howard Stern, or at least the late Morton Downey, Jr without his usual cigarette, telling guests to zip it.
But hey, at least he didn’t tell Mexico to go fornicate themselves as he did a week or so ago. Love him or hate him, he draws a crowd wherever he goes. If he becomes President, he will turn the country and the world on its head, for better or worse. I just wonder how a guy who filed for bankruptcy will able to keep America from a similar fate.