FIFA World Cup? Not for me

We”re a couple of weeks now into the World Cup matches spread across the United States of America and try as I might, I have to admit that I cannot join the rest of the world in embracing this activity.

Soccer just isn’t my bag, man. Full stop.

Before you accuse me of being provincialist, or of resisting a worldwide phenomenon, just understand that I am approaching my 77th birthday. I am long in the tooth and I understand fully the saying about how hard it is to change one’s habits and desires at an advanced age. So, there you go.

I remain a dedicated baseball fan, although even that has been trying for this old guy who just doesn’t quite grasp the kind of money these athletes make. I remember when icons like Mickey Mantle, Stan Musial, Willie Mays and Hank Aaron all thought they had died and gone to heaven when they were offered contracts that reached $100,000 for a season. The same can be said for professional basketball and football athletes.

They went through a lot to get AT&T Stadium in Arlington, home for the Cowboys of the NFL, ready to play host to the World Cup matches. They had to remove artificial turn that covers the ground and replace it with grass, they had to remove all the corporate logos and teams have to rely solely on national pride to lift them to victory.

I have one earlier experience with the World Cup. In 2006, my bride and I were in Copenhagen, Denmark to attend a conference. We looked for dinner one night with some friends from Amarillo. That night we walked for blocks and blocks looking for a place to eat. The problem was that Denmark was playing Germany in a World Cup match and every eatery and watering hole was packed with soccer fans cheering themselves hoarse. The Danes and Germans simply adore their national soccer teams. That’s their call.

It’s not mine.

Emoluments clause? Pfffttt!

I thought I understood much of what the Constitution allows and prohibits. One of the things the nation’s governing document disallows is the president accepting gifts from foreign governments while in office.

It’s called the “emoluments clause” and is as unambiguous as anything in the nation’s governing document.

So, I am forced to wonder aloud: How does Donald Trump get away with accepting a $400 million jetliner that he will keep grounded until he finishes work on his presidential library?

Trumpkins say he won’t actually use the aircraft while he’s in office. Therefore, the aircraft doesn’t fall under the emoluments clause prohibition … they say. Well, such “logic” is pure crap. Trump accepted the gift while serving as POTUS. Thus, in my view he has violated the clause without question.

Trump denies any wrongdoing. Qatar officials who gave him the aircraft were thanking him for standing strong in the Middle East against terrorists and terrorism. But dammit! — they still gave him the gift. The Constitution says he cannot accept it.

How in the name of constitutional clarity does this clown get away with this?

Stand tall, police chief/city manager

Jim Waters is doing something I am quite certain I could never do, which is to take on two vital public service jobs for the price of one of them.

Waters is serving as Princeton’s interim city manager, while at the same time suiting up as the city’s chief of police. He told the Princeton Herald is will not seek a pay increase while performing both jobs at once. “I’m a Princeton boy, born and bred,” Waters said. “They offered me a stipend but I’m a firm believer in what’s best for the city and did not think I should accept it.,” he added.

I wish now to tip my proverbial cap to the police chief/city manager for exhibiting one of the true blessings of committing to public service.

The Herald reports that Waters is spending most of his time doubling as the city manager while delegating PD leadership tasks to three lieutenants and an administrative assistant. He said that “our people are taught to manage up, so they are getting the job done.”

I remain anxious, though, for the city to find a permanent city manager. Waters earns a handsome salary as the city police chief. That job alone will require to earn every penny of it. The Princeton Police Department is understaffed already, trying to keep the peace in a city that continues to go through explosive growth.

I just feel compelled to thank the chief/city manager for his service to the community.

Obama center is now open!

Barack H. Obama today opened his presidential library, museum and educational center in Chicago … and it seems to carry an extra layer of significance.

It’s likely not the contents within this center, but rather the atmospherics surrounding its opening.

The Obamas — Barack and former first lady Michelle — invited three former presidents and their wives to the event. They stood proudly with the 44th president. They were President Bill and Hillary Clinton, President George and Laura Bush and President Joe and Jill Biden. And, yes, there was a conspicuous absence. There was no sign of Donald and Melania Trump.

Therein lies the atmospherics that tend to give this presidential museum opening its special significance.

Donald Trump, through his hideous conduct over the course of more than a term in office, has disqualified himself from event of such joy and accomplishment. Now we have the war he started with Iran, which is about to end (in a fashion) and the belief by many Republican pols and leaders that this country got taken to the cleaners. Think for a moment about this notion: Trump started a war, then backed away from it without gaining anything from the stated goals Donald Trump sought when he started dropping bombs and firing missiles.

Trump’s absence from this joyous event should serve notice to him — not that he’ll pay a shred of attention — that the world is going to function without him. He is becoming more of a lame duck every single day he remains in office.

Let us honor Watergate

Fifty-four years ago today, Washington, D.C. police caught some burglars breaking into the Democratic National Committee headquarters building. They were rifling through DNC files looking for dirt on the party that opposed President Nixon’s re-election effort that was shaping up that year.

It was 1972. Nixon would win re-election to the presidency in historic fashion, winning 49 of 50 states and rolling up a 23-point popular vote majority over Democratic nominee Sen. George McGovern.

It begged the question: Why would a politician who was guaranteed such a stunning victory squander it on a break-in that produced far less benefit than the consequence that eventually would topple the president? They’ll debate that one forever.

It gave rise to a suffix that has attached itself to scandals big and small ever since. It happened at the Watergate Hotel. Thus the term “gate” lives on in the names of various misdeeds. This one was different. It showed how much damage can occur when politicians seek to cover up their misdeeds.

President Nixon sought to fend off the media, and law enforcement. The fundamental difference between then and now is that the Republican Party comprised people of principle. When it became clear that Nixon’s coverup would lead to his certain impeachment, several GOP senators went to the White House to tell Nixon the truth. He would lose a Senate trial and would be removed from office. Nixon heard that and on Aug. 9, 1974, he turned his office over to Vice President Gerald Ford, who then told us our “long national nightmare is over” and that “our Constitution works.”

I am relying on President Ford’s statement about the Constitution as my hope that we’ll get through what we’re enduring today. The Constitution is as strong today as it was during that earlier time.

Enough is far more than enough

OK, where do I start with this brief blog comment on a racist, vile, evil, heinous, despicable epithet spit from the slobbering puss of a UFC fighter from the front lawn of the White House?

I have run out of ways to condemn such statements … which I won’t call “free political speech.” The dipshit won his cage match, grabbed a microphone and questioned the gender of former first lady Michelle Obama.

I suppose I could bellow that “Enough is enough!” Except we crossed that line years ago with some ghastly comment from Donald J. Trump. It’s way beyond “enough is enough” territory.

Why, I cannot even summon strong enough language to condemn Trump’s absence of anger at the hideous blathering of the UFC numbnuts. Maybe I have become numb to these blatherings.

I have no need to explain to you what you already know or believe about the former first lady. She served in an office she never sought with dignity, grace and class. Her response to the moron who desecrated the people’s house with his idiocy only illustrates what we know about her.

As for the shit for brains who said what he said, I’ll let him slither into the dung heap from which he emerged.

Wait for the boasts from POTUS 47

Wait for it, ladies and gents, because I am fairly certain they will fly out of the mouth of POTUS 47.

That would be … what?

Donald Trump is likely to declare he is the greatest negotiator in human history by ending the Iran war … which he began some weeks ago with missile strikes and aerial bombardments.

What Trump will be hard pressed to answer is this: What did we get out of this ill-advised war. My guess? Not a damn thing.

It appears that we now are just about where we were when Trump took office and tore up the agreement that U.S. Secretary of State John Kerry worked out to deny Iran the nuclear weaponry it had sought for decades.

Trump did manage to all but destroy the world economy by sending the price of oil into outer space, causing inflation across the board to skyrocket and inflicting pain on U.S. families. Oh, wait … he said he wasn’t thinking about that.

Trump is a master at seeking to spin any argument to make him look better. The astonishing aspect of that skill is how he gets so many Americans to believe it. That’s what he will do with the pending end of the Iran war. He will seek to cast the end of the war as a product of his negotiating skills.

I will shake my head out of sheer astonishment.

War will end … but why did we fight it?

Few things in this world would make me happier than to heap unqualified praise on Donald J. Trump for negotiating a possible end to the Iran war … except that isn’t possible.

You see, I am still baffled beyond belief over why he and the Israeli Defense Fund began bombing the stuffing out of Iranian military targets. Was it to change regimes? Was it to end Iranian designs on developing an A-bmb? Was it to quell terrorists who continue to operate out of Iran?

Was it all of the above? Or none of the above?

Trump appears set to announce a deal to end the Iran war. So are the Iranian mullahs.

The price of oil might plummet. The Strait of Hormuz might reopen soon, giving the Iranian oil a place to go to markets overseas.

Our casualties were light. Still, they were tragic for the dozen or so American families who lost someone in the bombing campaign.

Here’s the question of the moment: Are we any safer now than we were when the bombs and missiles started flying into Iran? Trump said the Iranian nukes have been “obliterated,” but he said the same thing when we bombed ’em earlier. The Obama administration, led by Secretary of State John Kerry, had worked out a comprehensive plan to rid Iran of nucllear weapons.

OK, Wall Street likely will jump with news of a pending deal to end the war. I appreciate what that will do to our retirement account. Who gets credit for it? Donald Trump. That’s OK with me. I had deep concerns when the bombs and missiles started flying. Those concerns will prevent me from suggesting it was OK to go to war in the first place.

Hegseth = smarmy

I looked this word up in search of a term to describe Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth.

The word was “smarmy,” and here is what I found. It is an adjective that describes someone who is “excessively or annoyingly flattering, suave or polite in a way that feels insincere, phony or self-important.”

I believe the termĀ captures Hegseth’s personality. Do you agree with me? No need to answer, although I welcome comments.

Most defense secretaries bring a sense of seriousness to their job. Guys like Bob Gates, William Perry, Chuck Hagel, Lloyd Austin, Richard Cheney, Leon Panetta, James Mattis … all are men of high standing earned over years in public service and military heroism.

Then we get Donald Trump for a second term as POTUS and he reaches into the entertainment scrap heap and delivers Pete Hegseth to us. He found Hegseth on the Fox propaganda channel’s “Fox and Friends Weekend” gab show. I haven’t watched a minute of that program, but from what I understand, Hegseth took part in the fomenting the many lies about Democratic administrations, which is standard fare for Fox channel talking heads.

Then the dipshit takes office at the Pentagon, fires leading military officers, many of whom happen to be Black or women. Then he talks Trump into changing the name of the department into the “Department of War,” which seeks to elevate the standing of the nimrod in charge. It’s delusionary, not to mention it is an illegal act, given that Congress voted on the name change to “Defense” after World War II.

Hegseth has no knowledge or understanding of his role, so he resorts to smarmy behavior. When talking about the brave men and women in battle, he sounds to me like he’s cheering on a high school football team. Then, when given a chance to honor the sacrifice of Americans who have died in battle, he delivers speeches that sound cheap and political.

I’ll do my best to set Hegseth’s empty rhetoric aside and rely instead on what we all hear about the bravery demonstrated in the field by the finest young people in the world.

They talk and yell over each other

I am going to express one of the many frustrations that have erupted in this Age of Trump in Washington, D.C.

Have you spent any time watching Cabinet officials testifying before a panel of House members or senators? Until I started a boycott of the national news, I admit to spending time trying to learn something from congressional questioners and officials sitting before them.

The frustration with the hearing process has driven me away.

I am going to blame congressional Democrats along with the Trumpkins they have summoned to testify for the confusion and chaos that too damn often dominates these so-called hearings.

Here’s how it goes. The Donald Trump acolyte takes an oath to tell the truth, sits down and begins fielding questions from members of Congress. The acolyte often seeks to preface his or her answer to an explanation. The Democratic questioner has none of it. The member of Congress interrupts. “I don’t need a filibuster,” the questioner might say. “It’s a simple question, requiring a yes or no answer.”

The bickering often escalates into name-calling. In one exchange, a Republican senator actually challenged a Democratic witness to a fistfight. Man, that was a treat!

But I have to tell you that Democratic congressional questioners seem to enter these hearings with little if any patience with the witnesses they summon for testimony. As for the Trumpkins who get the summons, they ought to refrain from speechmaking and stick solely to answering the questions they get. And if the questioner says up front that the question requires only a yes or no answer, well … they ought to stick to the script.

The frustration cuts to the heart of the value of these hearings. They ought to be of immense value. They instead have become sh**shows … and a monumental waste of time and money.

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