I’ve long considered myself to be a fairly modern fellow … but I do like tradition.
I dislike the designated hitter rule in baseball, I dislike what I call “gymnasium football” that is played in stadiums with roofs, I prefer to eat my salad before consuming my entrée — and I want presidents of the United States to behave in a manner befitting the office.
Donald J. Trump cannot fix the first three examples, but he damn sure can address the final one, dealing with how he handles himself as president.
We aren’t even one stinking month into Trump’s term in office and I am worn out already. I don’t know if I have the stamina to keep up with this guy’s weird/bizarre/goofy machinations.
The tweeting. The strange utterances. The strange phone calls with world leaders. His feuds with congressional leaders. The strange roles his sons and daughter are playing in his administration. The notion that his wife won’t live in the White House while hubby seeks to “make America great again.”
None of this is what I consider to be “normal.”
What continues to trouble me about this fellow is that I cannot figure out to what ever-lovin’ end is he seeking to accomplish.
Trump had zero public service experience when he announced his candidacy for the presidency in July 2015. His entire adult life has been geared toward personal enrichment. Public service never has been on this man’s radar. He doesn’t know what public service entails.
And not yet one month into his presidency, he isn’t showing any indication that I can discern that he grasps the concept of public service.
He stands before the National Prayer Breakfast audience and asks them to pray for the man who succeeded him as host of “Celebrity Apprentice”; he goes to the CIA and — standing before a wall that honors fallen CIA officers — talks about his electoral vote “landslide”; he berates Australian Prime Minister Malcolm Turnbull over his country’s immigration policy and then hangs up on the head of government of a nation that arguably is our most loyal ally.
Presidents of the United States don’t normally behave like this.
Holy cow, man! We’ve got 47 more months of this!