Maureen Dowd v. Trump; Crazy Is As Crazy Does
Maureen Dowd v. Trump; Crazy Is As Crazy Does
Maureen Dowd, of the New York Times, is at it again. Her latest column about Donald Trump, “Crazy Is As Crazy Does”, tells us way more about Dowd’s Trump Derangement Syndrome than it does about Donald Trump’s mental state. Like I said, Dowd is at it again.
For twenty-four years, Miss Dowd has written predictable columns interrupted here and there by a few witticisms. You can always rely on the fact “Mo Do” is going to be a condescending, manipulative bully in every column. She’s like a red-headed Regina George from “Mean Girls” with a national megaphone.
In “Crazy Is As Crazy Does”, Maureen Dowd treats us to her morning musings as the light comes in her Washington D.C. bedroom window. Mo doesn’t stress over her advancing age and creaking bones, as most of us do. No, for Mo, it’s mostly vapid television programs. And, then Donald Trump invades her brain:
But once I’m completely awake, a gravitational pull takes hold and I am once more bedeviled by our preposterous president.
I flip on the TV and gird for the endless stream of vitriol coming from the White House, bracing for another day of overflowing, overlapping, overwrought news stories about Trump. I’m sapped before I rise.
More like her brain has snapped before she rises, right? I survived eight years each of Bill Clinton and Barack Obama without losing any of my (questionable) sanity. While Maureen Dowd wrote, occasionally, negative columns about Clinton and Obama, her Trump Derangement Syndrome is virulent. Here’s more:
My head hurts, puzzling over whether Trump is just a big blowhard who’s flailing around, or a sinister genius laying traps to get himself impeached to animate the base ahead of the election.
A minute ago, we were fixated on the half of the Mueller report that vividly details how Trump tried to shut down and hinder the Mueller investigation. But now the president has triggered the media’s shock collar, so everyone is fixated on how he gave William Barr vast new powers to use the intelligence agencies to investigate the investigators.
First, Trump didn’t start the impeachment talk circus. Second, Maureen Dowd’s lack of intellectual curiosity about how this rigged sideshow got started is staggering.
Then, Mo Do shows her swamp-bred hypocrisy:
Just as Trump once wore out contractors, bankers, lawyers and businesspeople in New York with his combative, insulting and wayward ways, now he’s wearing out the political crowd, as he tries to beat everybody here into submission with his daily, even hourly, onslaught of outrage piled upon outrage.
It’s called gamesmanship, Mo. Trump just changed the rules. If you want to win, sometimes you have to change the rules. And, then she quotes a Trump “biographer””:
“He does outrageous, nasty, destructive things, knowing full well he’s crossing a line, and then he pretends he didn’t,” said Trump biographer Tim O’Brien. “He has spent five decades going to gossip columnists, radio shows, TV interviews and newspapers to stick a knife into almost anybody who crosses his path that he doesn’t like and he revels in it. There is something amazing in the Energizer Bunny aspect of his nastiness and his ignorance. He doesn’t care what people think about how mean or dumb he is. He just keeps going.”
Again, Mo, that’s part of the game. That’s how reporters and columnists in D.C., New York, L.A. and just about every town with more than one stoplight get the information for their columns. That’s how reporters form their narrative and opinions get changed. Think of James Comey and little Adam Schiff. You know that I am right.
In this video, from CBS Sunday Morning, two years ago, Maureen Dowd plays amateur psychiatrist:
Donald Trump lacks empathy? I loved watching him in the Rose Garden a few weeks ago with the religious leaders. At the ceremony for the National Day of Prayer, he urged the Rabbi from the Poway Synagogue shooting to come up. Trump’s face reflected pride watching the Rabbi speak. Or, Trump and the lawnmower kid from very early in his Presidency. That’s empathy, Maureen.
Swamp critters like Maureen Dowd are wrapped up in the D.C. game. If you don’t play by Swamp Rules, you don’t get to eat out at the right restaurants and you won’t get invited to the right cocktail parties. Your kids won’t get into the right schools or get that high paying, no show gig when they graduate. Trump doesn’t care.
The frantic antics of the Trump Derangement Syndrome infected makes me think of the words “Monkey” and “Football”. And, Maureen, you are the monkey. Get some sleep.