These are hard times, and the only way to survive them is to take whatever pleasure one can find, wherever it is offered. Which brings me to Omarosa. Omarosa Manigault-Newman is a forty-four year old ordained minister with a Master’s Degree from Howard University who has recently held an extremely high-level position in the White House. She is also a classy, good-looking, intelligent, well-spoken, back-stabbing, self-promoting, treacherous Reality TV star who has tapes.
What is not to love?
So much really bad stuff is coming down that we all need something to get us through the day. For me, right now, it is the hope, the dream, the faith that Omarosa will release another tape. Does anything really important depend on it? Hardly, although if she has a tape showing that Trump had advance knowledge of the Trump Tower meeting, that really would be something. But we cannot listen to Bach, read Dickinson, and eat soufflés all day long. Each of us has a low side, a backside, an inner streak of vindictiveness and vulgarity, and mine is tickled, amused, gratified by Omarosa.
President Donald J. Trump deserves her.