Wednesday, November 15, 2017 5:32 PM
A Little Moore (2017Nov15)
If the Trump campaign had been a thrilling novel written by Tom Clancy, Jack Ryan would have exposed Trump as a Russian mole—in the nick of time—and Trump would have been hauled off to jail, while HRC went on to ‘build on Obama’s legacy’.
I think we can all agree, now—with the exception of Congress, apparently—that we’d all have been better off if the story had had that happy ending. Unfortunately the American people, in their infinite wisdom, ignored all the ‘Ryan‘s out there, and now there’s a mole in the Oval.
So it is no great surprise that Trump supports Moore in the midst of Moore’s disgrace. After all, if a guy loses an election—just because he’s a hypocritical letch and a liar, with a shady past—then how did Trump himself slip through this horrifying quality-control?
But—to return to the mole in the Oval—it’s important to do a head count, at this point, I think, because it is not just Trump tearing this country down, step by step, under Russian direction—it’s also the over-a-dozen-other cronies in league with Trump (and Putin) within his administration and within his own family.
Which is another weirdly blatant slap-in-the-face to anyone who cares about those silly ‘rule’-things—why does Blotus’s family get offices in the West Wing? Why is ‘qualified’ a dirty word all of a sudden? Is ‘experience’ really such a black mark against a civil servant? Why are there literally hundreds of empty desks in our state department?
For that matter, why couldn’t he be impeached merely for having the idiotic narcissism to claim that ‘trolling on Twitter’ was his ‘presidential style’? Is that disgrace, alone, sufficient grounds—or is it necessary for a president to be convicted of a crime to be impeached? Is not incompetence—mixed with delusion—and don’t forget the ignorance—a crime itself, in a President of the United States?
Well, let’s suppose that is, ultimately, the upside of all this travesty. Next time, people, beware—your thoughtless, half-serious vote for an idiot president is a cancer on the country—one that can’t be cured for a full 1,460 days after inauguration. Perhaps, given the timidity of Congress towards the overgrown brat-in-chief, we should rather say it ‘won’t’ be cured—for surely they could find a surfeit of cause, if they chose to see it.
And, felicitous too, it would seem that Congress, having glossed over Trump’s unfitness and questionable character, just FTW—has decided they have one sleazy gang in Washington already—they’re not going to give cover to Moore. They already have a little more than they bargained for—with the mole in the Oval.