Trump, in the end you'll have nothing you want

[revelarts]

By Garrison Keillor

The cap does not look good on you, it's a duffer's cap, and when you come to the microphone, you look like the warm-up guy, the guy who announces the license number of the car left in the parking lot, doors locked, lights on, motor running. The brim shadows your face, which gives a sinister look, as if you'd come to town to announce the closing of the pulp factory. Your eyes look dead and your scowl does not suggest American greatness so much as American indigestion. Your hair is the wrong color: People don't want a president to be that shade of blond. You know that now.

Why doesn't someone in your entourage dare to say these things? So sad. The fans in the arenas are wild about you, and Sean Hannity is as loyal as they come, but Rudy and Christie and Newt are reassuring in that stilted way of hospital visitors. And The New York Times treats you like the village idiot. This is painful for a Queens boy trying to win respect in Manhattan where the Times is the Supreme Liberal Jewish Anglican Arbiter of Who Has The Smarts and What Goes Where. When you came to Manhattan 40 years ago, you discovered that in entertainment, the press, politics, finance, everywhere you went, you ran into Jews, and they are not like you: Jews didn't go in for big yachts and a fleet of aircraft — they showed off by way of philanthropy or by raising brilliant offspring. They sympathized with the civil rights movement. In Queens, blacks were a threat to property values — they belonged in the Bronx, not down the street. To the Times, Queens is Cleveland. Bush league. You are Queens. The casinos were totally Queens, the gold faucets in your triplex, the bragging, the insults, but you wanted to be liked by Those People. You wanted Mike Bloomberg to invite you to dinner at his townhouse. You wanted the Times to run a three-part story about you, that you meditate and are a passionate kayaker and collect 14th-century Islamic mosaics. You wish you were that person but you didn't have the time.
Running for president is your last bid for the respect of Manhattan. If you were to win election, they couldn't ridicule you anymore. They could be horrified, but there is nothing ridiculous about being Leader of the Free World. You have B-52 bombers at your command. When you go places, a battalion of security guys comb the environs. You attract really really good speechwriters who give you Churchillian cadences and toss in quotes from Emerson and Aeschylus and Ecclesiastes.

Labor Day and it is not going well. You had a very bad month. You tossed out those wisecracks on Twitter and the Earth shook and your ratings among white suburban women with French cookware declined. The teleprompter is not your friend. You are in the old tradition of locker room ranting and big honkers in the steam room, sitting naked, talking man talk, griping about the goons and ginks and lousy workmanship and the uppity broads and the great lays and how you vanquished your enemies at the bank. Profanity is your natural language and vulgar words so as not to offend the Christers but the fans can still hear it and that's something they love about you. You are their guy. You are losing and so are they but they love you for it.

So what do you do this winter? Hang around one of your mansions? Hit some golf balls? Hire a ghostwriter to do a new autobiography?

What the fans don't know is that it's not much fun being a billionaire. You own a lot of big houses and you wander around in them, followed by a waiter, a bartender, a masseuse, three housekeepers, and a concierge, and they probably gossip about you behind your back. Just like nine-tenths of your campaign staff. You're losing and they know it and they're telling mean stories about you to everybody and his brother.
Meanwhile, you keep plugging away. It's the hardest work you've ever done. You walk out in the white cap and you rant for an hour about stuff that means nothing and the fans scream and wave their signs and you wish you could level with them for once and say one true thing: I love you to death and when this is over I will have nothing that I want.

When this is over, you will have nothing that you want - Chicago Tribune (http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/opinion/commentary/ct-donald-trump-losing-garrison-keillor-20160831-story.html)
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[Kathianne]

I think there's likely a lot of 'there' there. I would still caution that Hillary has not won this yet and it seems much is coming out just before the holiday weekend. While not making the splash it may have on Monday or next Tuesday, there will be follow up. Indeed, the MSM have already printed some pretty harsh things. (Of course that is CYA for when folks say, 'There wasn't the coverage," they can point to what they wrote the Friday/Saturday before Labor Day.

Meanwhile Trump is rising in the polls, again. He is not making the unforced errors, (at least not as many), that he was a few weeks ago. We'll see, but I certainly wouldn't write his political obit yet.

What I'd like to see is how folks can address the two national parties that have presented the country with the con and the criminal.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

By Garrison Keillor

The cap does not look good on you, it's a duffer's cap, and when you come to the microphone, you look like the warm-up guy, the guy who announces the license number of the car left in the parking lot, doors locked, lights on, motor running. The brim shadows your face, which gives a sinister look, as if you'd come to town to announce the closing of the pulp factory. Your eyes look dead and your scowl does not suggest American greatness so much as American indigestion. Your hair is the wrong color: People don't want a president to be that shade of blond. You know that now.

Why doesn't someone in your entourage dare to say these things? So sad. The fans in the arenas are wild about you, and Sean Hannity is as loyal as they come, but Rudy and Christie and Newt are reassuring in that stilted way of hospital visitors. And The New York Times treats you like the village idiot. This is painful for a Queens boy trying to win respect in Manhattan where the Times is the Supreme Liberal Jewish Anglican Arbiter of Who Has The Smarts and What Goes Where. When you came to Manhattan 40 years ago, you discovered that in entertainment, the press, politics, finance, everywhere you went, you ran into Jews, and they are not like you: Jews didn't go in for big yachts and a fleet of aircraft — they showed off by way of philanthropy or by raising brilliant offspring. They sympathized with the civil rights movement. In Queens, blacks were a threat to property values — they belonged in the Bronx, not down the street. To the Times, Queens is Cleveland. Bush league. You are Queens. The casinos were totally Queens, the gold faucets in your triplex, the bragging, the insults, but you wanted to be liked by Those People. You wanted Mike Bloomberg to invite you to dinner at his townhouse. You wanted the Times to run a three-part story about you, that you meditate and are a passionate kayaker and collect 14th-century Islamic mosaics. You wish you were that person but you didn't have the time.
Running for president is your last bid for the respect of Manhattan. If you were to win election, they couldn't ridicule you anymore. They could be horrified, but there is nothing ridiculous about being Leader of the Free World. You have B-52 bombers at your command. When you go places, a battalion of security guys comb the environs. You attract really really good speechwriters who give you Churchillian cadences and toss in quotes from Emerson and Aeschylus and Ecclesiastes.

Labor Day and it is not going well. You had a very bad month. You tossed out those wisecracks on Twitter and the Earth shook and your ratings among white suburban women with French cookware declined. The teleprompter is not your friend. You are in the old tradition of locker room ranting and big honkers in the steam room, sitting naked, talking man talk, griping about the goons and ginks and lousy workmanship and the uppity broads and the great lays and how you vanquished your enemies at the bank. Profanity is your natural language and vulgar words so as not to offend the Christers but the fans can still hear it and that's something they love about you. You are their guy. You are losing and so are they but they love you for it.

So what do you do this winter? Hang around one of your mansions? Hit some golf balls? Hire a ghostwriter to do a new autobiography?

What the fans don't know is that it's not much fun being a billionaire. You own a lot of big houses and you wander around in them, followed by a waiter, a bartender, a masseuse, three housekeepers, and a concierge, and they probably gossip about you behind your back. Just like nine-tenths of your campaign staff. You're losing and they know it and they're telling mean stories about you to everybody and his brother.
Meanwhile, you keep plugging away. It's the hardest work you've ever done. You walk out in the white cap and you rant for an hour about stuff that means nothing and the fans scream and wave their signs and you wish you could level with them for once and say one true thing: I love you to death and when this is over I will have nothing that I want.

When this is over, you will have nothing that you want - Chicago Tribune (http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/opinion/commentary/ct-donald-trump-losing-garrison-keillor-20160831-story.html)
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As if we get what we want if the ffkking hildabeast wins!
Anybody so damn clueless as to not see her as the far greater evil needs medical help IMHO.

Idiot that wrote that hasn't a clue. If Trump wins I get the one thing I want more than any other- namely that piece of shit and her traitorous conniving husband both NOT BACK in the WHITEHOUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!

I TRULY FEEL SORRY FOR ANYBODY THAT THINKS SHE IS A BETTER REPLACEMENT FOR OBAMA (THAT FFING TRAITOR) THAN TRUMP..-TYR

[Kathianne]

I feel sorry for those that aren't looking at what dangers each of these candidates potentially pose. We know what Hillary will bring.

What we don't know is what Trump may bring, for better or worse. We only have his behaviors in the past and how he's conducted himself in this contest since June of 2015.

[Drummond]

I feel sorry for those that aren't looking at what dangers each of these candidates potentially pose. We know what Hillary will bring.

What we don't know is what Trump may bring, for better or worse. We only have his behaviors in the past and how he's conducted himself in this contest since June of 2015.

So what's your intended message, then ? 'Better the devil you know' ... ?

Trump offers a Presidency that puts American interests first. One far truer to the vision America's founders had than any Leftie would ever want to offer.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

I feel sorry for those that aren't looking at what dangers each of these candidates potentially pose. We know what Hillary will bring.

What we don't know is what Trump may bring, for better or worse. We only have his behaviors in the past and how he's conducted himself in this contest since June of 2015.

And if the explorers had believed the world to be flat and not crossed the ocean, were would we be?
If they had believed the oceans full of sea monsters and never ventured far from home--into the unknown ?
I see two doors--one is a well known evil path, the other if a mystery as you suggested , is a gamble that clearly should be taken--since the other one is a known evil, a known path into further tyranny.

I am not afraid of the dark, the unknown (where I've seen no treason) = if its a choice of daring to venture forth or else staying in a pit to receive a well known serpent to strike me and mine.--Tyr

[Perianne]

con·de·scen·sion


an attitude of patronizing superiority; disdain.

[Kathianne]

And if the explorers had believed the world to be flat and not crossed the ocean, were would we be?
If they had believed the oceans full of sea monsters and never ventured far from home--into the unknown ?
I see two doors--one is a well known evil path, the other if a mystery as you suggested , is a gamble that clearly should be taken--since the other one is a known evil, a known path into further tyranny.

I am not afraid of the dark, the unknown (where I've seen no treason) = if its a choice of daring to venture forth or else staying in a pit to receive a well known serpent to strike me and mine.--Tyr

We are not supposed to pick among the great unknown for leadership. All the analogies about flat earth, sea monsters, personal monsters of the past, present, or future will not change the bottom line that for their own 'feel good' reasons some very angry people chose this unknown from a field of known qualities. That was done within the rules-no debate on that point.

The bottom line though, in the one election that should have been a chance for change, against the worst candidate the opposition could choose, they picked the one that has a very slim chance of winning; puts both houses of the legislature in jeopardy; even if he wins and keeps the majority in either or both houses, he has alienated a substantial percentage of his own party; and the best those that voted in the primary can offer in persuasion is, "He's better than Hillary," (an unknown) and "What about SCOTUS?" which they also knew about when they voted for him.

How bad are our choices? Trump is so bad that 'anyone other than Hillary' would be walking away with it. Hillary is so bad that, 'anyone but Trump' would be walking away with it. Again, what were those folks thinking about when they pulled the levers in the primaries? "Bring it all down! Shake up the system!" Ok, you've got it.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

We are not supposed to pick among the great unknown for leadership. All the analogies about flat earth, sea monsters, personal monsters of the past, present, or future will not change the bottom line that for their own 'feel good' reasons some very angry people chose this unknown from a field of known qualities. That was done within the rules-no debate on that point.

The bottom line though, in the one election that should have been a chance for change, against the worst candidate the opposition could choose, they picked the one that has a very slim chance of winning; puts both houses of the legislature in jeopardy; even if he wins and keeps the majority in either or both houses, he has alienated a substantial percentage of his own party; and the best those that voted in the primary can offer in persuasion is, "He's better than Hillary," (an unknown) and "What about SCOTUS?" which they also knew about when they voted for him.

How bad are our choices? Trump is so bad that 'anyone other than Hillary' would be walking away with it. Hillary is so bad that, 'anyone but Trump' would be walking away with it. Again, what were those folks thinking about when they pulled the levers in the primaries? "Bring it all down! Shake up the system!" Ok, you've got it.

There is merit to your view in some sense. Given that the other candidates failed miserably in convincing the public they were truly committed to destroying much of the damage that obama has deliberately done!!
The task at hand was to pick to THE REPUBLICAN nominee and that was done even with those forces(SUPPOSEDLY ON OUR SIDE) joining the enemy to try to defeat TRUMP.
You have every right to disagree with that result but that disagreement in itself does not change the reality we now face.
That is one of the two remaining will get the seat and the power!
One is a well proven corrupt piece of shit , the other an arrogant, billionaire that likes to do things his own way.
We had all best hope the arrogant man wins , because the HILDABEAST has repeatedly proven herself to be arrogant, corrupt and completely unconcerned about justice and this nation's security IMHO..-Tyr

[aboutime]

I feel sorry for those that aren't looking at what dangers each of these candidates potentially pose. We know what Hillary will bring.

What we don't know is what Trump may bring, for better or worse. We only have his behaviors in the past and how he's conducted himself in this contest since June of 2015.


Kathianne. Using the words from Avita..."Don't cry for me Kathianne".

Don't feel sorry for me in any way. I do not fear what Trump may, or may not do as much as I would Hillary. You see. I have no room for indecisiveness anymore. I have been through 2 Wars, and several forgotten skirmishes where a possibility of being killed existed for months. I've had cancer, and survived, 2 heart attacks, both of which...I was pronounced DEAD each time. 3 spinal surgeries, the first of which I had NO FEELINGS on the entire left side of my body for more than a month until surgery at sea on a Hospital ship. Both of my parents are gone. Both of my brothers, and sister (all younger than I) are no longer alive. I've been in fires, floods, and exploded buildings.
My biggest fears are that my son's, DIL's, and six grandchildren might be forced to face a Hillary that destroys what is left of the AMERICA I gave 30 years to, in uniform.
Bottom line....I DON'T NEED ANYONE TO FEEL SORRY FOR ME.

Feel sorry for AMERICA if your hatred succeeds in getting someone you claim to dislike more than Trump as our next CIC.

[Kathianne]

Kathianne. Using the words from Avita..."Don't cry for me Kathianne".

Don't feel sorry for me in any way. I do not fear what Trump may, or may not do as much as I would Hillary. You see. I have no room for indecisiveness anymore. I have been through 2 Wars, and several forgotten skirmishes where a possibility of being killed existed for months. I've had cancer, and survived, 2 heart attacks, both of which...I was pronounced DEAD each time. 3 spinal surgeries, the first of which I had NO FEELINGS on the entire left side of my body for more than a month until surgery at sea on a Hospital ship. Both of my parents are gone. Both of my brothers, and sister (all younger than I) are no longer alive. I've been in fires, floods, and exploded buildings.
My biggest fears are that my son's, DIL's, and six grandchildren might be forced to face a Hillary that destroys what is left of the AMERICA I gave 30 years to, in uniform.
Bottom line....I DON'T NEED ANYONE TO FEEL SORRY FOR ME.

Feel sorry for AMERICA if your hatred succeeds in getting someone you claim to dislike more than Trump as our next CIC.


Funny how none of those things you list have one iota to do with what I said. Nor was there any reason for you to take anything as meant personally to you.

I can feel sorry for ignorant people in general.

[aboutime]

Funny how none of those things you list have one iota to do with what I said. Nor was there any reason for you to take anything as meant personally to you.

I can feel sorry for ignorant people in general.


Yes, you did actually Kathianne. You said YOU feel sorry for anyone who (paraphrasing here) doesn't believe as you do, and you suggest most of us are simply blinded for one, or the other.
When you said ANYONE....of course, since you wrote it here. I tend to take it kind of personally, unless you didn't want me, or others to read what you said.

I feel sorry for ignorant people in general too! And your words...UNADDRESSED, sounded very patronizing to anyone reading it. Almost as if you believe...we aren't as intelligent, or smart as you?

[Kathianne]

Yes, you did actually Kathianne. You said YOU feel sorry for anyone who (paraphrasing here) doesn't believe as you do, and you suggest most of us are simply blinded for one, or the other.
When you said ANYONE....of course, since you wrote it here. I tend to take it kind of personally, unless you didn't want me, or others to read what you said.

I feel sorry for ignorant people in general too! And your words...UNADDRESSED, sounded very patronizing to anyone reading it. Almost as if you believe...we aren't as intelligent, or smart as you?

Actually you are judged by the company you keep, especially those that applaud your ignorance.

[aboutime]

Actually you are judged by the company you keep, especially those that applaud your ignorance.



So, you should be taking your own advice? Stop judging me, and others and I will simply applaud for you.:laugh: DP happens to be the only company I keep. Explain that Kathianne.