In an elaborate comparison of a 2016 Hillary-Donald debate, a longtime liberal news sheet worked up a latter-day Moby-Dick story that made of Donald a thwarted Ahab, obsessed with his enemies the Clintons but unable to harpoon them.
D. had planned to confront H’s husband Bill with four female accusers, thus to embarrass the old womanizer and do him and his protector-enabler serious harm but had to settle with seating them in his family box.
Trump may have now fulfilled his destiny. Perhaps it, too, was foretold in some Fedallah’s prophecy. [Of doom for his captain, in Melville’s novel.]
But his party is now as shattered as The Pequod, [Ahab’s ship] and Trump’s presidential ambitions are sinking to the bottom of the sea. [Yow.]
How wrong can an insider source be? They were so sure and were themselves so thwarted a few months later, when Trump won, as to become instantly Ahab themselves, obsessed.
Blithe Spirit 