Why Could We Use a John Wayne, Donald Trump?

There are perhaps three things guaranteed in life: death, taxes, and material for this blog stemming from Donald Trump. His outrageous statements and Tweets make the job of composing posts for this blog so easy.

So what is it this time? Well, Trump boasted on his Twitter that he received the endorsement of John Wayne’s daughter Aissa:

There’s one part that struck me: we could use a John Wayne right now?

While Trump probably means John Wayne as his film persona (much like Trump is a fan of Harrison Ford as the president in Air Force One), he should consider what John Wayne the person believed.

In particular, there was John Wayne’s infamous 1971 interview in Playboy where he showed his racist, anti-Native American, and homophobic true self, including literally proclaiming himself a white supremacist.

Wayne said the film Midnight Cowboy was a perverted “story about two fags.” Although he then assured the interviewer, “But don’t get me wrong. As far as a man and a woman is concerned, I’m awfully happy there’s a thing called sex.”

And there was his stance on blacks:

With a lot of blacks, there’s quite a bit of resentment along with their dissent, and possibly rightfully so. But we can’t all of a sudden get down on our knees and turn everything over to the leadership of the blacks. I believe in white supremacy until the blacks are educated to a point of responsibility. I don’t believe in giving authority and positions of leadership and judgment to irresponsible people…I don’t feel guilty about the fact that five or 10 generations ago these people were slaves. Now, I’m not condoning slavery. It’s just a fact of life.

And on Native American, Wayne didn’t feel bad that white people took their land, because whites “needed” it and Indians selfishly wouldn’t give it to them:

I don’t feel we did wrong in taking this great country away from them, if that’s what you’re asking. Our so-called stealing of this country from them was just a matter of survival. There were great numbers of people who needed new land, and the Indians were selfishly trying to keep it for themselves.

And according to Wayne, Native Americans looking for reparations were just whiners:

I’ve gone without a meal or two in my life, and I still don’t expect the government to turn over any of its territory to me. Hard times aren’t something I can blame my fellow citizens for. Years ago, I didn’t have all the opportunities, either. But you can’t whine and bellyache ’cause somebody else got a good break and you didn’t, like these Indians are.

Trump (or, let’s face it, whatever surrogate actually does his Twitter) should have thought about the connotations of his Tweet wishing for John Wayne. He certainly has Tweeted without thinking before, like posting fake black crime statistics from a hate group, or saying the Central Park 5 deserved to be executed just for being in the park at night. But maybe, just maybe, he could think things out before Tweeting.