That’s a pretty neat trick.
I think all of us would like to have that superpower: to be able
to completely dispute something AND use it as a legitimate excuse.
Kind of like this:
“Absolutely
not honey. I was absolutely not with a prostitute in that hotel room in
Vegas, believe me. That woman is totally lying. She is completely
unbelievable and should not be trusted at all. Further, the fact that the time
and date stamp on my credit card receipt in her possession completely proves
that I wasn’t with your best friend in a hotel room in Miami. See?”
Or,
“Teacher,
Jenny is lying. I didn’t put a frog on her head, I would never do that.
However, her scream right after a green long -legged amphibian dropped from
my open hands onto her skull totally proves that I was nowhere near the fire
alarm when it went off. I’m glad we were able to clear that up.”
Or,
Boss,
come on! You know I didn’t fake being sick yesterday in order to join
with other members of the sales force on a trip to the horse track. I’m too
loyal an employee to ever fake an illness to skip out on work. I’m the biggest
cheerleader for this company and currently lead our culture committee. In
fact, if you look closely at the local news footage of the track grandstand
that you’ve been interrogating me about, you can clearly see me high-fiving our
entire team in an effort to boost morale.
This is who we have as a president. A man so removed from the
basic rules of language and logic, that his aforementioned tweet actually makes
sense to him.
Worse, he is so inoculated from reality that such statements comport to his worldview. This is where we are: a 70-year-old, Ivy League educated billionaire and the most powerful man in the world possessing the rhetorical skills of a slow-witted nine-year old.
What’s the over/under on Donald Trump looking seriously into a camera and saying without a hint of irony, “I’m rubber and your glue!!!” about four weeks?
