We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
To me, the story is like the Iliad, or some parts of the Bible. It destroyed Melville to write it, it seems. Destroyed him, or changed him. I blame the Transcendentalists although I might be sort-of one myself.
I have read Moby-Dick many times over the years. It is a magnificent book, but not an easy one. It is full of many meanings. I can agree with the author of the essay that Melville put much of his spirit into the book, but at the same time I find the comparison with the present-day state of the country to be a little strained.
For me, one of the meanings I take from the book is of the nature of humanity, and how men can relate and deal with each other on an individual basis (Queequeq/Ishmael), on a social basis (The crew in general) and on a spiritual basis (Ishmael's quest to find himself, Ahab's quest for vengeance).
A little strained, yes. I'd probably have appreciated it better if he'd equated the President with the White Whale than with Ahab.
These people fretting their hearts out over Trump do like to think of themselves as tragic, heroic figures: Beowulf fighting Grendel, and the like. They could use a little more prosaic self-knowledge. Not everyone is grateful for their monomania.