There are many mysteries in the universe.The statues on Easter Island. The ancient Antikythera mechanism. The Unicorn Frappuccino. The substance Gregg Zaun’s tailor apparently smokes before dressing his client for a Jays telecast. But the biggest mystery of all is how anyone with a working brain can still grab pom-poms and cheer for Donald Trump.On Tuesday evening, as the free world gagged on a fresh batch of scandal cookies now baked daily inside the White House, and the words “obstruction of justice” and “impeachment” shot into the Washington air like firecrackers, Jeffrey Lord reprised his role as the president’s chief toady on CNN to inform viewers: “We are once again in high-tech lynching mode.”There was a glint of forlorn defeat in his eyes, like a man who keeps trying to convince his adult children the Tooth Fairy is real. Lord decided to board the Make America Great Again Express a long time ago. Now that it has derailed, he’s trapped inside the twisted wreckage, hanging upside down and blaming everyone except the conductor.And he’s not alone.Read the latest on U.S. President Donald TrumpAt the midway point of Trump’s worst week in office — and that’s saying something — his travelling band of surrogates, liars, bootlickers, enablers, brown-nosers and excuse-makers are in quite a bind. They can cling to fantasy or accept reality. Fantasy: Trump is a victim of anything other than gross incompetence. Reality: Trump is on the verge of an epic implosion and they are destined to become collateral damage.Instead of defending the indefensible, Lord might give some thought to escaping. Maybe he can beg Melissa McCarthy to lend him the motorized lectern she recently rode on Saturday Night Live as Sean Spicer. Maybe he can hide out in bushes until winter. What Lord can’t do is expect things to get better.They are only going to get worse.What more can Trump do to ...
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