So, ugh, first the bad news: Americans learned once again today that President Trump may not have the most enlightened view of President Andrew Jackson. (Among other horrors, Trump said that the slaveowner could have prevented the Civil War hmmmmm).
For a long time, I’ve been concerned about where and how Trump is getting his information, but with his latest praising of Andrew Jackson, I think I may have finally cracked it: the long-time NYC dweller is a secret theater fan and he somehow, accidentally, I don’t know, stumbled into a production of cult fave musical Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson back in 2010, only remembers some of it (assuming he left halfway through, sad!), and is basing his full opinion of Jackson on that.
Listen, if BBAJ was my only knowledge of the former president, I would probably think he was pretty swell, too. Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson, starring Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter‘s Benjamin Walker, was showing historical figures as young sexy rebels way before Hamilton. In the musical, Jackson is a young emo populist who just wants to make things better for himself and people like him, singing lyrics like, “When your country doesn’t have a place for you, how do you have your say? How do you make them pay?” It sounds very reasonable!
Of course the show — while skipping over much of the horrors of Jackson’s legacy — does delve into the complications of governing versus campaigning, the deaths of countless Native Americans, and can be read at times as both a skewer of Bush and Obama. But I’m guessing Trump kind of glossed over all that. It’s been well established that he only can pay attention to things for, at best, a few minutes at a time.
In that spirit, here is the opening number. Hell, perhaps this is where he first got the idea to run?
Sure, thinking President Trump ever watched a cool cult musical is a bit of a stretch. But so is a multi-millionaire portraying himself as a populist hero!