Hey, WikiLeaks. When are you releasing Donald Trump’s income tax filings?
Why don’t you go for the gold?
Tag: Life
THE TONE HAS CHANGED
In this election cycle, Woodpecker doesn’t sound nearly as angry or outrageous as I’d expected. The tone of conversation has definitely shifted, and maybe its drift.
COULD IT BE?
HOPE
OR
GOP?
SO MUCH FOR THE BIG-MONEY PIPELINE
Wait! The billionaire Koch Bros. are rebuffing Trump’s overtures for campaign donations?
That in itself is shocking!
- Could it be his Russian connections? Or his Russian lenders?
- Could it be they know a bad investment when they see one?
- Could it be they have no desire to see their largess prop up Trump’s businesses and private wealth rather than his run for the White House?
- Could it be he’s not right-wing enough for them? Or that they have no idea where he really stands, much less what he might deliver?
- Could it be they’re going to give heavily to Gary Johnson and the Libertarians instead?
- Just what do they know that we don’t?
- How soon before Trump starts smearing them with nasty nicknames? As if he hasn’t already?
As if our heads weren’t spinning already, just trying to keep up with the surreal news developments.
SO HERE WE GO CHARGING TOWARD NOVEMBER
For perspective, remember that the infamous Chicago convention of ’68 took place nearly a month later, in late August. This is going to be a long and brutal battle.
The national government’s been gridlocked, thanks to a Republican vow to oppose and undercut anything President Obama has desired. They have no basis for blaming him or his administration for anything, then. The failures really fall back on their own shoulders.
The challenge now is to elect officials who will work together to solve problems on behalf of all Americans.
Trump and his party have, in practice, already excluded all but older white males of a nominally Christian persuasion. As a white male, and as a radical Christian, I’m deeply offended by their arrogance and presumption.
The alternative of either the nation’s first woman president or first Jewish president has been far more welcoming in the primary season. Now, if Democrats and Independent voters stay united, the reality of an inclusive White House that serves all Americans is in reach.
So here we go.
NO MATTER WHAT, IT’S NOT PALIN
With all of the hoopla surrounding vice presidential picks, I can’t help but wonder where the scrutiny was when John McCain pulled Sarah Palin out of the hat.
His lapse in judgment there may well have cost him the White House.
Quite simply, we dodged the bullet.
Let’s not underestimate the importance of this half of the ticket.
I, for one, am grateful for Joe Biden’s service the past eight years.
GO AHEAD, ASK
Would they live by the Golden Rule? Could they live on the minimum wage, much less raise a family? Will they even donate as much to charities serving the poor as they give to political campaigns? Especially considering how the middle-class has been impoverished?
JUST FOR PERSPECTIVE
Simply wondering. Does anyone remember:
- Jeb Bush
- Ben Carson
- Chris Christie
- Ted Cruz
- Carly Fiorina
- Jim Gilmore
- Lindsey Graham
- Mike Huckabee
- Bobby Jindal
- John Kasich
- George Pataki
- Rick Perry
- Marco Rubio
- Rick Santorum
- Scott Walker
More specifically, just what do you remember? Anything about their agenda? Or their record? Or has it come down to hair style and bluster?
Miss any of them?
Simply wondering. Just for perspective.
HERE COMES THE HANGOVER … OR WORSE
We knew it was coming, but it still comes as a shock. As one conservative tweeted last night, the Republican Party has lost its mind. Or another, more bluntly, “voted to die.” Some said the GOP has even endorsed Putin or at least invited him to speak. And those were the ones who were seeing more or less clearly. Compare that to, say, Chris Christie, who’s still lusting after some crumbs from the table. Is it purely pathetic or worse, tragic? Time will tell.
This is nothing like the party I grew up in, where reason and civility were honored and respected. At least on the surface, in our small part of the world, when Dwight D. Eisenhower was in command. But now?
Donald Trump has had pretty much of a free ride up to this point, but now he’ll finally have to start facing the facts, which aren’t adding up to his boasts. Just how much is he really worth? How bad has his business leadership been? Why is he afraid to release his income-tax statements — or, for that matter, how soon before the public demands to see his emails, too? As for his claims to the Art of the Deal? His co-author’s outing him as a phony.
As I’ve previously explained, the experience of living in New Hampshire, with its test-market role in the presidential campaign season, instills an alertness for the unexpected trip-up that fatally rips through a candidate’s mask. Trump evaded that possibility by largely refusing to engage in the face-to-face encounters with everyday voters here. His not-too-frequent events were largely stage-managed shows, rather than the two-way conversations of Granite State tradition. He never exposed himself to anyone to any significant degree.
His big trip-up — the one that somehow unpredictably takes hold or, as we say in the news business, “has legs” — may be emerging from his staff’s attempt to paint him as a compassionate and caring person. The notion of currying sympathy by having his (third) wife come out from her wall of privacy to say something that would soften his image might have worked. Who knows, maybe the thick accent would have been seen as charming and counter his stream of blasts at immigrants and their American-born children. Or maybe it would harden the perception of hypocrisy. That part was a risk, and it’s hard to tell how it functioned. Instead, the discovery of the lines brazenly stolen from Michelle Obama’s 2008 address in what Melania insisted was a speech she wrote herself now casts questions on all of the positive attributes she tried in invoke. After the cruelty of Trump’s attacks on Ted Cruz’ wife and family, few are likely to show mercy on Trump’s, no matter how much privacy she expects. Remember, this Republican crowd hates President Obama and the First Lady, yet Mrs. Trump turned to them as models to emulate. You can’t have it both ways. Let’s be honest, Michelle Obama is a paragon of intelligence, decency, and tasteful style, hardly what’s come out after Melania’s speech on the opening night in Cleveland as it points to organizational dysfunction in her husband’s campaign staff — his blaming Hillary Clinton’s camp for uncovering the plagiarism rather than his own failures is all too telling in its own way. You’re letting Melania go prime-time without the standard safeguards? From there it’s a short leap to falsehoods about her own accomplishments, from the failure to complete college, as she’s claimed, to the success of her modeling career before Donald came along. Oh, how long before the flood of questions of whether she’s fit to be First Lady, especially in comparison with Hillary’s success there.
It will be fascinating, maybe even painful, to watch Melania’s role in the coming months. Her absence from his side will be noted, as will her silence when she’s in public in his presence. And then if she opens her mouth?
This will not be pretty. But then neither is the nomination.
ENTWINED IN THE DETAILS OF PERSONAL FINANCE
I’m not sure any lover could have accompanied me all the way in the repeated moves from the orchards of Washington state to the seacoast of New Hampshire. The Rust Belt relocation came in part because my now ex-wife’s only aunt and uncle lived there, and we needed to be near family; as it turned out, what I really got from that stopover was an experience of Old-Order Quakerism and the swirl with another, in the aftermath, who I later followed to Baltimore.
Curiously, without her, I could have relocated anywhere in the Northeast while working as a field representative, but I wouldn’t have developed any of the Mennonite sides that continue. Events often are a mixed bag, aren’t they?
All of that got stirred up returning to the recorded files years later, well into my remarriage. You know, that part about applying to schools.
Just about the time you think the academic institutions know every intimate detail of your life and history, they want yet another detail. At least our younger one was accepted at her only early choice, which also came through with a huge scholarship.
Such a relief, after the tony prep school she’d applied to a few years earlier.
As said, all the details. I was beginning to think they knew more about me than I did. Ever feel humiliated? Or simply groveling?