For what is a man, what has he got? If not himself, then he has naught Paul Anka My Way
There has been something about this whole Trump cabal that has been nagging away at me for a while now, kind of like a popcorn hull that gets caught between your tooth and gum, but I just couldn’t get my mind wrapped around it. But now, as the impeachment prove intensifies, and all things Trump continue to devolve, it’s coming into a clearer focus for me. And I don’t like it.
There are a couple of groups that honestly seem to believe in Trump and his mission. There are those who are so disillusioned with politics and the process that they “bought in” to the Trump mystique, and they are so desperate to not have been fooled again that they deny anything that would shake their core belief. That’s one group. Then, there are the racists and haters out there that truly believe that they finally have a champion who gets them and speaks for them. And that’s OK, I mean, I get those.
But there is a small third group, at least two people, whom I don’t get, and that worries me. Look, let’s be honest, occasionally we all fuck up. Yes, even me. I know, I know, it’s hard to believe, but just ask Teri, she’ll be happy to send you the entire boxed catalog, you only pay shipping and a small handling fee. But when we do fuck up, we don’t like it very much, our core being doesn’t like it when we diminish ourselves in the eyes of others. That’s just human nature.
But there are two members of Team Trump (that’s starting to sound like a racing crew sponsored by a medical supply place, Team Colostomy) who appear to lack that basic sense of self worth. I’m talking about William Barr and Rudy Giuliani. In the last few months, as both men have engaged in more and more questionable behavior, and brought disrepute on themselves, both have been questioned about their worries that their actions may tarnish their “legacy.” Both of them gave an identical response, “What do I care? I’ll be dead.” That scares me. “What do I care? I’ll be dead” sounds like something you hear a neighbor say about a guy who just committed a mass atrocity before committing “suicide by cop.” That is the sound of somebody who knows they fucked up major, and is going to go down making as many people as possible as miserable as they are.
But unless I miss my guess (yeah, I know, another first, right?), in at least one case, we’re about to find out if that sentiment was heartfelt and sincere. The Ghoul Man is having a rough go of it in the last couple of weeks. Two of his close “associates” have been arrested and indicted on various nefarious campaign cash schemes. Then the Bush family is “disappointed” in his judgement in regards to his prom date for George H W Bush’s funeral, that must sting. It has finally gotten through Ghouliani’s thick skull that being associated with criminal elements in a non representational way might mean his own criminal defense lawyer is a good idea. And worst of all, Rudy has finally gone to “radio silence mode” with the media, which for him must be like getting rolled in honey and buried in an ant hill.
But believe it or not, it just got worse for Trump’s court jester. Because Rachel Maddow reported last night that the Department of Justice is pouring more money and resources into the SDNY’s investigation into Giuliani’s activities, expanding the scope. Wait a minute, chez what? Nosferatu is Trump’s personal lawyer. And William Barr is Trump’s Filene’s Basement version of Roy Cohn. If the Barr fiefdom of the DOJ is dumping money and manpower into the SDNY to expand its investigation of Rudy Giuliani, that can only mean one thing. Rudy, meet the Judas Ewe. Ewe, the barn is that way, get cracking.
I guess it’s a good thing that Rudy G favors wool suits, because he’s about to become a sacrificial lamb. And now, when you look at it through the cracked lens of Trump’s fevered brain, it all makes a kind of a weird, dropped spaghetti plate kind of sense. Here’s what you’re going to soon be hearing from Trump’s little House gremlins. Trump sent Giuliani over to Kiev because he was concerned about whether or not the new Ukrainian president was serious about taking an industrial strength bar of Dial to the government. President Zelinsky agreed that corruption was bad, and asked Giuliani if there were any specific areas of concern that the Trump administration had. Ghouliani replied, “Well, since you asked, and since we’re going to be sending you anti tank missiles, we are concerned about this whole DNC server thingy back in 2017, and it sure looks like the Biden’s have been rolling around in some pretty gassy Ukrainian mud. Think you can take a peekie-see?
See? There ya go! What has Trump been telling you all along? There was no quid pro quo! I sent Giuliani over there to ask Zelinsky one simple question, and he fucked it up! That sneaky, corrupt Ukrainian conned The G Man, so don’t blame me! Now, enough of the inquisition Nancy, cut it out and get back in the kitchen! You’ve got to admit, with Trump’s complete and utter disdain for our intelligence, this is exactly the kind of lame brained thing he thinks would fly with the base, and the base are the only ones he talks to anyway. And all of those Polly-want-a-cracker?’s in the House will be thrilled to have something to go in front of the cameras on the offensive with.
No matter how it cuts, it’s going to be interesting to see how this plays out. Rudy Giuliani has been a media hog all the way back to his days as the SDNY US Attorney. But he will also always consider himself in his heart to be “Americas Mayor,” the steely eyed paragon of strength of New York, so consumed by the public good that he even tried to use the tragedy as a reason to delay an election to keep power a little longer. If I’m right, and Trump is about to try to turn Ghouliani into the chump fall guy, we’ll soon see just how much Giuliani cares about his epitaph. Don’t touch that dial.
To know the future, look to the past. before the insanity of the 2020 election, relive the insanity of the 2016 GOP primary campaign, and the general election, to see how we got to where we are. Copies of President Evil, and the sequel, President Evil II, A Clodwork Orange are available as e-books on Amazon, at the links above. Catch up before the upcoming release of the third book in the trilogy, President Evil III: All The Presidents Fen