When you can’t attend an important and illustrative event yourself – I’m employed, folks, and not as a journalist – that’s why you have to love reporters, even those with a bit of poetry in their soul, like Will Bunch:
The late Gov. Mario Cuomo famously said that “you campaign in poetry… [and] govern in prose,” but Trump was speaking in gibberish, and it was barely 1 p.m. He took his time checking off his list of grievances and grudges that his aides successfully kept out of his main speech, like calling his critic the ex-Rep. Liz Cheney “a crying lunatic.” But the words — the ones that weren’t slurred — came out in a singsong monotone. And then he spotted Texas Gov. Greg Abbott in the audience, and went off on what seemed like an endless riff on border-wall design and technology.
“We had a fence structure that they worked on — we worked on, the governor worked on it with me — and I didn’t love it, to be honest. I wanted a nice, pre-cast concrete, like 40, 50 feet high. It could have been a ‘T’ shape or a ‘Y’ shape. I love construction…” This kind of talk went on for four minutes and 45 seconds, with riffs on steel rebar and anti-climb panels and with Vice President JD Vance standing behind him with a pained, constipated expression, occasionally forcing a laugh. Vance looked like a modern-day Ed McMahon as sidekick to a Carnac the Magnificent who’s rapidly losing his powers of cognition, let alone precognition. [The Philadelphia Inquirer]
I have already asked if President Trump’s VP and potential successor, Vice President Vance, has picked out his candidate for Vice President if he must move into the Oval Office after President Trump exits, whether he’s pushed out the door to waiting family, or trots out the door with a truly huge wheelbarrow of money.
Let’s face it: The President is the staggering horse upon which a horde of grifters and conmen-people have made their way into, and near, positions of power and influence, but he may be staggering badly. What will they do when Vance, a man of little charisma and, possibly, a bit more moral fiber, takes the tiller?
