Trump is a no-rules street fighter. He will kick,
bite, spit, smash your head with a rock, taunt you, hide brass knuckles under
his glove, and stomp on your face when you are down and unable to get up. Then,
he will stand over your supine body and gloat.
If you choose to take him on, and you have your
own personal code of conduct, you are likely to lose. You may observe
gentlemanly rules, or a sense of mercy, or may fear becoming or even appearing
to become the animal that Trump, the street fighter, is.
And you will have played into his hands. You see
him as a dirty fighter. He sees you as weak, because you don’t have what it
takes to be dirty enough to win.
Strength is prominent in Trump’s mental word
cloud.
What other candidate can you think of, who in a
televised debate with his female opponent would have paraded-in her husband’s
female sex crime accusers? You cannot think of one, can you?
Jeff Flake is clearly disgusted, but there is no
street fighter in Jeff Flake or Bob Corker, or Jeb Bush, or Mitt Romney, or any
other decent Republican, whose stomach turns with each insult, firing, and
reckless tweet.
So how do we survive Trump when, every day, we are
subjected to the street fighter’s sucker punches on our democracy and its
institutions? How do we hang in there when the mid-term elections seem years
away and when Mueller and his band of untouchables methodically do their
detective work behind an unmovable curtain, providing us with little instant
gratification?
If politicians cannot or will not get down and
dirty to take on the Menace-in-Chief, who will?
Maybe a lawyer will.
Not just any lawyer, but one who delights in
outmaneuvering opposing lawyers.
Not just any lawyer, but one who will say and do whatever
it takes, stopping short of being Trump-ugly.
Not just any lawyer but one who loves the
adrenaline rush.
Not just any lawyer but one who has the perfect
client for his mission.
Enter Michael Avenatti!
He is a lawyer who loves the big stage, loves to
provoke his opponents, and loves playing high stakes chess with the law.
He is a classier street fighter.
He represents Stormy Daniels.
And he drives race cars at Le Mans and Daytona. Could Donald Trump race a car at 190 miles per hour in the pouring rain?
Probably not, but maybe that’s an apt metaphor for
where he is taking the country.
Avenatti and Stormy Daniels are on 60 Minutes this Sunday. He has talked-up
this interview all week, but has been tight-lipped on any blockbusters that might
be revealed.
He just might top 190, so you are advised to buckle
up!
And this is the end of my exhausting two minutes.
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