I am old enough to remember Eisenhower and Kennedy. Trump is neither, but sometimes you need a Big Bouncer to throw the bums out of the bar. I am sitting in the corner of the bar with my drink and I watch
So let me see if I can start another maelstrom. This is merely a rumination. I am not Marc Antony, and this is no burial oration for Caesar.
I read Peg Noonan's column in the WSJ today [5/14] and it nagged at me just how Trump migrates around the political battlefield so easily through, around, and in between the Party lines. I started thinking in my highly trained, and observant Foreign Area Officer pea brain that Trump may sound mad, but we don't kill off madmen in America. Like some form of Native American lore, one does not disrupt the spirit of such a man.