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Election 2016: Image World (17)

It’s Mourning in America

… after the rudest of awakenings. And while the ugliest, scariest presidential campaign of my lifetime, by a factor of — I can’t even pick a multiplier — has ended, the waking nightmare has barely begun. Given his age, Donald Trump will not likely run again (he’ll […]

Election 2016: Image World (16)

For all intents and purposes, this election is now over and Donald Trump has lost. Neither the media, the American electorate, nor Hillary Clinton have any obligation to await his concession before acknowledging her victory and his defeat and moving forward on the night of November 8. […]

Election 2016: Image World (15)

This picture of him with the Clinton accusers represents Donald Trump’s total disregard for the opinions of others — even presumably trusted and trustworthy others — and their sound, considered advice. When he loses this election, as he will, he will have no one to blame but himself, no matter whom he scapegoats. He will have done it his way — stubbornly, spectacularly, and all on his lonesome. And, as ever, he will leave it to others to clear away the wreckage and repair the damage. […]

Election 2016: Image World (14)

So, from a strictly visual standpoint, the enduring images of the first Clinton-Trump debate: a confident, satisfied, beaming Clinton and a sneering, scowling, unhappy Trump. Small wonder, for anyone who absorbed the debate’s verbal content. In 90 minutes, Trump managed to alienate any undecided African Americans, Latinos, and women whom he might have swayed to his side. […]

Election 2016: Image World (13)

A. D. Coleman as Donald Trump, selfie, 3-16-16

Handing It to Rubio

Let me start this week’s commentary on the 2016 presidential campaign imagery with a note about Marco Rubio as the author of a powerful image.

Yes, I know, Rubio’s long since out of the race, pretty much dead […]