Giuliani's judgment speaks for itself quite clearly. There is no sensible, rational reason to support his bum-rush to the balcony, so it makes sense that the people most in support of Rudy are neither sensible nor rational.
Where Chuckie the K intersects with Count Chocula and Marion Robertson, albeit more quasi-intellectually, is in the transcendent belief in will to power. And they know that the limbic trolls that populate their respective fanclubs all possess the same gene. There's no mystery there.
Now, whether Rudy Walnuts can make people believe that his experience at rousting squeegee men and street derelicts translates into the warm pink blanky they crave, and that his sidekick Fat Bernie Gambino's troubles aren't simply a direct product of the very institutions they emanated from, that may be a different story.
But I'm betting not. I always figured Mencken for an optimist.
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