15 stories. 25,000 more words in 8 weeks.
Works in Progress–in the Eagle Peak Annual
Will I get it done? Not looking good, but I’m forging ahead!
There’s distractions. There’s always distractions.
1966–ready for college. Lots of English courses. Become a writer. Then I got drafted. Then I went to Vietnam. Then my innocence was lost and my illusions shattered.
College became a quest for a new purpose. Restore America’s integrity amidst the backdrop of Vietnam, Nixon and Watergate. Classes interrupted for antiwar rallies and protests. Leading local Vietnam Vets Against the War.
I still graduated summa cum laude. I still got a JD from Georgetown University Law Center (a top ranked law school, 14th this year but it’s been higher).
Nixon couldn’t distract me–completely. He just annoyed the hell out of me. I cheered when he resigned rather than be impeached.
All those evils turned to good when the quest put me on the path to enlightenment, of course. See the book cover on the right panel. Waiting for Westmoreland,
Trump won’t distract me either–not any more.
He’s way more corrupt than Nixon. Way dumber than Nixon–perhaps the stupidest man ever to be in the White House. The cruelest president. The most incompetent.
Trump hires incompetent people. He has crackerjack lawyers–that is, who may have degrees from boxes of crackerjacks. OK, Jay Sekulow graduated from a law school tied for 138 in this year’s US News and World Report. But consider the arguments that his attorneys make–the ones that judges laugh at and dismiss out of hand.
Hardly ironic, after all his misdeeds, Trump may well be removed from office through his own words–that call to the president of Ukraine.
Trump or one of his cronies came up with “Trump Derangement Syndrome”–ostensibly a malady that his critics suffer from–obsessing over his foul mouth, his ignorance, his misspelled tweets, etc.
More apt than applying the term to critics would describing those GOP defenders who have lost their collective minds. First the “No Collusion” mantra. Now the “No Quid Pro Quo,” when it’s as plain as the orange face on Trump’s head.
Steve Scalise, treated respectfully and sympathetically by Democrats after his being shot and wounded on that Alexandria ballfield, didn’t hesitate to be among crass crazies crashing the deposition today in the impeachment hearing.
That’s nearly as much time as I can waste maligning a man who needs no maligning–every time he speaks or tweets he auto-deprecates himself.
A final thought. My political prognoses have been a bit off lately. Nonetheless, I will hazard a guess (scientific or not) that Trump will not be on the ballot in 2020. Not only that, but the Democrats will take control of the Senate and perhaps gain more in the House. You heard it here.