We all know that Trump works — if you can call it that — about three hours per day — except when he’s at one of his resorts playing golf, then, he plays for several hours and doesn’t work at all.
His day consists of staying in his bedroom until around 10:00 AM, dressing, eating breakfast, then he comes to the White House office space around 11:00, does a little work, then, is back to his private quarters around 2:00-3:00 in the afternoon — where he watches Fox and tweets.
All this is about to end.
In January, when Democrats take over the House of Representatives, they will flood the White House with subpoenas, all of which must be answered. Their investigations will be aimed at Trump and he will spend hours every day with his lawyers, answering questions.
He’s about to undergo a two-year-long rectal exam and he’s not ready for it.
Jerry Brown and Gavin Newsome met Trump at California airport.
He’s in the presence of great leaders and his superiors. If he decides to spew snark he’ll live to regret it. I dare him to be stupid enough to threaten to withdraw funding. They’ll remind him that revenue from California’s taxes pay the way for his deep red throwback grunting States.
California is the fifth largest economy in the world.
Since the Democrats made gains in last week’s election — and, in some places, may continue to make more still — Donald Trump has retreated into what the Los Angeles Times calls “a cocoon of bitterness and resentment,” canceling travel plans, lashing out at allies and adversaries, meddling in the remaining undecided races and, apparently, sitting for hours of meetings with his personal lawyers. Should we take his tantrums as an early indicator of additional bad news?
I will make the reckless prediction that “Donald Trump” and “good news” will not appear again in the same sentence unless the good news happens to be that his presidency is ending.
Everything about his behavior since the midterms suggests that even he has figured this out. It has belatedly dawned on him that (a) he lost the election he thought he won; (b) the Robert Mueller investigation has moved faster than his efforts to thwart it; (c) any of his legislative fantasies, notably the funding of his border wall, are doomed; and (d) and his pouting in Paris elevated his international image as a buffoon to a whole new level of notoriety.
Remember when Republicans attacked Barack Obama (falsely) for allegedly barring Winston Churchill’s bust from the White House? Now the GOP’s hero is a president whom Churchill’s own grandson, the Conservative member of Parliament Nicholas Soames, has labeled “pathetic,” “inadequate,” and “not fit to represent this great country” after Trump failed to show up at the French cemetery rites honoring the fallen of World War I.
That all this makes Trump panic at some gut level is visible not merely in his widely reported spells of rage and bitterness and in his increasingly empty official schedule. He is also stepping up his already impressive efforts to discredit and destroy those democratic institutions that might prevent him from escaping criminal jeopardy. And so he has returned to ridiculing the very lifeblood of America, the electoral process, by declaring elections that don’t go his way a fraud; he has escalated his assault on a free press by barring a CNN reporter and trying to frame him as a fellow misogynistic bully with a deceptively edited video; and, last but not least, he has appointed an acting attorney general, Matthew Whitaker, who has ridiculed the judicial system, been on the board of a fly-by-night company that practiced Trump University–style consumer frauds, and publicly attacked the Mueller probe in Trump’s own language.
This is bunker behavior. Only a desperate man would try to derail Mueller by installing this transparent reprobate at the Department of Justice. Even more revealing is how Trump has become more and more unhinged since making his Whitaker move. The growing fury, most manifest in his latest anti-Mueller tweetstorm this week, suggests that he already realizes that the ploy has backfired.
It seems to be finally sinking in, perhaps under the frantic tutelage of his lawyers, that his fate and the fates of his son and son-in-law, among others in his immediate orbit, are tied to the fates of Roger Stone, Michael Cohen, Michael Flynn, Paul Manafort, and all the other president’s men whose comprehensive narrative Mueller is bound to tell America no matter what Trump and his stooge at Justice do to try to foil or decapitate him.
Trump, in a childish fit of rage, tried to pull the White House press pass for CNN’s Jim Acosta.
CNN sued; the suit was joined by other media outlets, including Fox.
Federal judge ruled against the White House and ordered Acosta’s credentials restored.
The federal judge who made this decision was appointed by . . . TRUMP.
President Trump will celebrate Thanksgiving once again at his members-only Mar-a-Lago Club in Florida, feasting on a 24-dish extravaganza of turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, marshmallow sweet potatoes, red snapper, leg of lamb, grilled river scallops, stone crab, ahi tuna martinis, Maine lobster bisque, short ribs, beef tenderloin and seven desserts.
It will likely all be topped off by what the president calls “the most beautiful piece of chocolate cake” — available exclusively to members ($200,000 initiation fee) and guests.
Things will be rather less sumptuous along the southern border, to which Trump, just before the midterm elections, ordered some 5,600 troops, with another 1,400 on the way, to contain the “national emergency” posed by the approaching caravan of Central American families seeking asylum.
Since the election, Trump has forgotten about the mortal peril posed by the caravan “invasion” — he has mentioned the “caravan” only once, and only when asked — but the troops he ordered to act in this political advertisement can’t forget. They will remain on the border through Thanksgiving, eating cold MRE rations, living in tents without electricity, shitting in porta-potties, receiving neither combat pay nor hostile-fire pay.
Their only task is to spend a few days stringing barbed wire. After this, their mission, Defense Secretary Jim Mattis said, “is somewhat to be determined.”
We Americans tell ourselves a lot of lies. The most egregious lie is that we live in the wealthiest nation on Earth. We don’t.
I am absolutely loving where the Republican party is right now. To say they’re stuck between nothing but rocks and hard places would be the understatement of the decade.
They enabled Trump. They covered for his stupidity, his racism, his misogyny, his corruption. They Trump-‘splained his ludicrous statements and tweets. Not only did they accept his obvious lies, they themselves lied in order to protect him.
What the GOP had confirmed for them on November 6th was that their “pResident” isn’t the vote-getter he claims to be, and that his much-touted “base” couldn’t keep the House in Republican (and Trump’s) hands. What got shoved in their face was the fact that the majority of Trump-endorsed candidates lost their races.
Which brings us to where the GOP is right now.
The Republicans now know that their “pResident” isn’t the draw he was in 2016. They also now know that he will be investigated by Democrats – and are probably shitting themselves over what might be exposed as a result. They also now know that the country is rejecting Trump’s policies, and want a check on his outrageous behaviour.
So now we cut to the chase.
Come January, political parties will launch their campaigns for the 2020 presidential election – which means the Republicans are going to have to start campaigning for a man they now know to be a loser. They are looking at two years of having to enthusiastically support a man who is already steeped in scandal, and who will undoubtedly be the subject of even more scandals between now and November 2020.
And then there’s the Mueller investigation, the findings of which will – one way or another – be revealed in the midst of the GOP trying to rally the troops to re-elect their lying, corrupt “pResident”.
I keep hearing that the Republican senate will never impeach Trump – and that may be so. But if Mueller’s probe produces proof of crimes and misdemeanours, confirms collusion with the Russians, exposes Trump’s tax fraud, money-laundering, or other criminal activity, the lack of impeachment will be a moot point in the context of trying to get Trump re-elected. I could be wrong, but ”Sure he’s a Russian-colluding crook, but vote for him anyway” doesn’t strike me as a winning campaign strategy.
So that’s where the GOP finds itself tonight: facing two years of trying to promote the re-election of someone they can’t possibly believe is re-electable, two more years of defending the increasingly indefensible, two more years of fruitless attempts to Trump-‘splain the daily spewing of lies, two more years of trying to get ahead of the latest scandal before the next one inevitably hits the headlines.
And then there’s Trump himself – the worst enemy the Republican party has ever faced, the man who insisted that the party’s focus in the midterms should be the caravan of smallpox-and-leprosy carrying terrorists about to invade the country, the man who shocked the nation – and the world – by refusing to participate in ceremonies honouring fallen US soldiers twice in one weekend on both the national and international stage, the man who continues to spew unhinged tweets that undermine the carefully-crafted memes that Republican powers-that-be put all of their efforts into advancing.
Like I said, there’s nothing but rocks and hard places ahead for the GOP – and I take unbridled delight in all of it. What I can’t help but ponder is how many Republicans are looking back on the past two years and realizing that all of their enabling, all of their covering up, all of their lying, and their eager willingness to abandon every principle they once laid claim to was all for naught.
All they’ve wound up with is a party obligation to stand by their man fully knowing that as bad as things are right now, they will only get worse.
The damage Trump has done to the country is inestimable. The damage he’s done to the Republican party is priceless. Much of what Trump has done to our nation can be undone. But what Trump has done to the GOP will last for a very, very, very long time.
That thought warms my heart, as I anxiously await the first Republican pundit to appear on a political news show and state – with a straight face and as much enthusiasm as they can muster – that re-electing a lying, corrupt, unhinged madman is a really good idea.