There is a good deal to say about my trip to Columbia, but since the talk will be posted on YouTube, that can wait. A great deal more pressing is what is happening right now with the Trump presidency. Back when it really did not seem to matter, we had a discussion on this blog about whether Trump was such a danger to initiate a nuclear war that this fact took precedence over all the doubts one had about Clinton. I am very, very sorry to say that those of us who took the pro-Clinton side of that distasteful choice were right. What is going on now is terrifying. There are reports that we are in reality a good deal closer to war on the Korean Peninsula than public appearances indicate. Trump is now openly and universally recognized to be an unstable infantile narcissist who is capable of initiating military action merely because he is infuriated by what he sees on television. We are reduced to hoping that the generals around him are in the room when he reaches for the “nuclear football” and can wrestle him to the ground in time. It is a bitter irony that the less success he has in promoting his hideous legislative agenda, the more angry he will become and hence the more dangerous. There is, it seems to me, no chance whatsoever that Congress will exercise its constitutional powers and the Mueller investigation, I fear, will not produce results that absolutely compel impeachment and removal from office. And this is not yet ten months!
Our only hope? That Trump will be distracted by the NFL, about which he seems to care deeply.
One ray, not of hope but rather of pleasure: The statement by the Secretary of State that Trump is a f#$%ing moron. The endless repetition of this news snippet is like a cool breeze on a hot summer day. I freely confess that no matter how often I hear it repeated on television, I get each time a brief frisson of pleasure. Gather ye rosebuds where ye may, indeed.