I already blew through my allowance for political posts yesterday, so I’m not going to write a response to the debate from last night. Yes, I watched it. But writing another response? What would I say? I mean, I guess I’d start out by saying I thought Trump did a pretty decent job for once. At first. It was like he actually had a plan and was going to stick to it. And then he said “bad hombres,” and that little phrase was like a drop of blood in the water. A Trump’s gonna Trump, and he remembered what it felt like.
Poof! Like the sharks in Finding Nemo, his eyes went all black, and the teeth came out. All the preparation began to evaporate on him. Next thing you know, he’s up there blaming Clinton for the fact that he hadn’t paid any federal income tax. (I’m surprised he didn’t use this same argument against the women who have accused him of sexually assaulting them. “They weren’t wearing a bear trap underneath their skirt, so I figured it was okay for me to put my hand up there.”) And then he’s clamoring about how he’s not going to respect the outcome of the election because it’s rigged! Rigged, I tell you! And as if that wasn’t enough, he decided to throw in a “nasty woman” comment for free. (This was like a Trump infomercial at the end. But wait! There’s more!)
If I were a Trump supporter, I was soaring for the first bit yesterday. Finally! He’s not going to stick his foot in his mouth up to his ankle! But Trump? Trump heard his supporters hopes, and he said, “Foot in my mouth up to my ankle? Challenge accepted!” And promptly shoved it in up to his kneecap. I gotta admit: he’s perfected that foot eating routine into an artform. So instead of talking about things that might actually appeal to the general populace, his defenders are stuck trying to do mental gymnastics to justify why their candidate isn’t a complete and utter moron.
Good luck with that.
The craziest thing to me is that all Trump had to do with that little question about accepting the results of the election was to smile and nod his head and say “of course I will.” It was a gimme question. And to all the people crying “Gore in 2000!” over and over, get real. If Trump had said “Yes, I’ll stand by the outcome,” and then the outcome ended up being within the boundaries of legal recounts, he’d still be able to waffle then. And much as I would hope he’d still lose, I’d have to say he deserved his recount. But you don’t say “I’ll keep you in suspense” when asked the question in a nationally televised debate.
Oh, wait.
I said I wasn’t going to write a political post. Ahem.
Sorry about that.
I guess I lied.
Look! A puppy!