Take today’s appearance on “Fox & Friends” as an example. (Please note the use of an ampersand in the title. Urk.) This morning, Mr. Trump played coy by stating:
“I can’t rule out anything,” he said, adding that it’s “vital” for Republicans to select the right person to go up against President Barack Obama in 2012. “I don’t see that person.”
Mr. Trump, you are one slick puppy. By feeding the fires of uncertainty in the GOP camp, you are ensuring that, with less than two years to go, unknowns are going to come charging out on to the field to take up the mantle of Republican rulership.
Sarah Palin wannabes and Michele Bachmann doppelgängers across the nation are scrambling into their power suits and signing up for their very own Twitter accounts RIGHT THIS VERY MINUTE. There’s no time to waste…the Donald has voiced what millions of Republicans are thinking.
Any American-born fool can run for President. It’s in the Constitution. Well, golly gee whiz! Why not me?
He’s shown Tea Party followers that he speaks their language:
“You know the funny thing, I don’t get along with rich people. I get along with the middle class and the poor people better than I get along with the rich people.”
(Yep…that Trump. He knows how to get down with the masses.)
He strikes a chord with the NRA (screw the military; pay us…we got guns, too):
On giving military aid to foreign countries: ”I’m interested in protecting none of them unless they pay us.”
The deficit? It’s all about moderation:
“A little more moderation would be good. Of course, my life hasn’t exactly been one of moderation.”
(Will that be one 17-bedroom, 22-bathroom Trumpstrocity, or two?)
And, finally, the one that started it all:
On why he wanted to see Obama’s birth certificate: ”A certificate of live birth is not the same thing by any stretch of the imagination as a birth certificate.”
When Trump opened his trap belly aching about Obama’s birth certificate…when the media picked up the story…when teabaggers climbed on board the birthing train…it was all at the behest of the White House.
Obama always wanted to release his birth certificate but he wanted it out at the right time and through the right messenger. He needed a mouth piece deluded Americans would accept who had just enough cynicism to appear righteous. Not an easy job.
Then, Trump charged into the fray with promises of enlightenment and veracity. The White House “caved” and instructed Hawaii to release Obama’s long-form birth certificate.
Donald played his part with all the outraged angst of a thwarted two-year-old. Ranting, raving, hair standing on end…he played the role of a terrible twos contestant with enough brio to cover the tracks of his deception.
The rank and file of the Republican party drank the kool-aid then asked for more. Trump gave it to them.
Later in the show there was this telling statement:
“The ones that have announced, I just don’t see it,” he lamented. “At this point in time, they’re not going to be beating Obama.”
I don’t think I’ve ever seen a gauntlet thrown down with such casual insouciance. No heavy rhetoric. No screaming or gnashing of teeth. But then, that’s not the Donald’s way.
Trump somehow always seems unruffled. Even his hair doesn’t shift with the wind. (Yes, copious amounts of hairspray but still.) He’s dogmatic and resistant to slur-mongering. He’s the perfect poster boy to rally the Republican troops. He’s also the perfect “Tokyo Rose” of the current administration.
He’s so not who you’d expect to be running an Obama-play of this magnitude. Using someone like Donald Trump to trivialize the current crop of Republican players is bloody brilliant. By doing so, he’s inviting a new breed of semi-literate posers to run for President.
Trump is someone most Americans wouldn’t vote for even if he gave them a chance to appear on “The Apprentice.” He knows this, accepts it and so decided to take on an even bigger challenge…moving the Democrat agenda forward.
It’s a plan worthy of the most dastardly of masterminds. It’s Obama’s invite into the Nobel Prize Hall of Brilliance and I bow down before him in awe.