Following Donald Trump’s recent unhinged news conference, it dawned on me why Kamala Harris and running mate Tim Walz, are taking our nation by storm. It’s called politics of joy, hope and optimism. Their “joyful warrior” crusade is no guarantee of a victorious turnout on election day. However, it has added a significant level of campaign season excitement, conjuring a brilliantly winnable vision in a presidential race that’s Trump’s to lose. Amid this “joyful noise,” Trump and J.D. Vance are increasingly dark and gloomy, critical of our nation and its “corrupt,” “stupid” leaders. This dour duo and their MAGA disaffected are a flinty, humorless bunch, angrily unhappy about everything: Trump-Vance energy lacks the “human touch.”

Thankfully, Harris-Walz reaction favors hope. Freedom and betterment are in our DNA. We gravitate towards national leaders who exhibit joy, optimism, humor, as showcased in historical presidential campaigns. Ronald Reagan’s relatable humor and positivity contrasted with Jimmy Carter’s “malaise” mindset, leading to Reagan’s victory. Bill Clinton’s charm and engaging manner overshadowed a seemingly indifferent George H.W. Bush and humorless Bob Dole. Similarly, George W. Bush’s affable nature resonated more favorably with voters than “stiff” Al Gore and “flip-flopping” John Kerry. Meanwhile, youthful Barack Obama, sunny, future facing, easily defeated his stolid opponents, John McCain and Mitt Romney. Today it’s Harris-Walz taking us down Yellow Brick Road. Just observe the smiles, the flurry of loving hugs and kisses at their rallies. Then watch Trump. No smiles, no hugs, no kisses. He can’t.

Randy Hilman

Moultonborough