Eric the Blue

It’s a footnote to a sidelight, but watching Trump speak this morning about the events in Venezuela last night, I almost felt a little sorry for the guy. He can barely read a text that’s been prepared for him, and when, perhaps impatient with his own bumbling progress, he freelances for awhile, the result is comically irrelevant asides that soon slink off into incoherence. At sea, he finds a place at random in the prepared remarks and restarts his unsteady way through them. Cycle through, repeat, repeat. Should probably be grateful that none of his diversions concerned the water pressure in shower heads or the flushing power of American toilets.

I feel that he’s declined considerably from his reality TV days, but then, he did in the prime of life bankrupt some casinos. No doubt “running” Venezuela will not be too big a task for him and the brain trust lined up behind him as he splutters along.