THOUGHTS WHILE SHAVING: Hey, Let The Donald Run. He’ll Liven Up the Joint. More.
The Donald. My feeling has always been that the Republican field of presidential possibilities should expand—hence it’s endemic that Donald Trump should be invited to speak all future cattle calls of for GOP candidates. I like the passion he puts forth in support of his ideas..and particularly the lack of equivocation he applies. So far I like everything about his appearances—especially his uncompromising stance on The View where he lectured the heavily stacked (I mean this in the ideological sense) largely Leftward female talk show. Everybody else seems to go tippy-toe over the birth certificate question. I’ve always thought we allowed the Dems to intimidate us into silence on the question. When Hawaii showboat Gov. Neil Abercombie stepped forth and was going to find the birth certificate but could not, the issue moved from non-discussant to permissible. If Trump badgers Obama to release it, it will be a great service. But my guess is that he can’t and there’s really something there. The 3 Liberal Witches’ Brew. The other day I wrote about feminists’ contention that three women in the Obama administration were responsible for getting Obama to stop vacillating and intervene on “humanitarian grounds” in Libya….Samantha Power a 40-year-old Irish beauty who feels so-o-o-o strongly about international issues from her slot as a presidential assistant at the White House…Hillary Clinton…and Susan Rice, UN ambassador. If feminists were ready to savor this as a scenario of how the three women trounced three men for the president’s favor…the secretary of defense Robert Gates….the national security director Tom Donilon… and counter-terrorism chief John Brennan it was ruined yesterday by the red-tressed dynamo Samantha Power. She went overboard patting her boss Obama for seizing the initiative….which statement was to gild the lily with him and get herself a little press by larding up the flattery. But she was rudely put in her place by Rice who said the credit should go to the Libyan insurgents. Hillary was mum. I’m told Hillary called Rice about Power who is several notches down in the power grid and threatens to scale her way up to gigantic media attention….her staff trying to get their boss on Sunday talk shows…and said: “What the hell is this? We’ve got a showboat here!” Rice said she’d take care of it—and she did. You’ll never hear much more from upstart Power again except an announcement in the next few months that she has decided to accept a new University berth at Harvard that is too good to turn down. Grading the Female Cable Network Anchors. The other day I was lunching in Gene & Georgetti’s and amid the clatter of knives and forks, I glanced at the TV screen where an unusually intense, hollow-cheeked woman was grilling some guy and saw it was CNN. See, you don’t have to look at the network ID to know—the taut, overstressed-looking librarian like female could only be hired by CNN. Let’s say she resembled Ruth Buzzi on Laugh-In, the straight-stick type carrying a heavy purse who was always being assaulted…why, nobody knows…by Arte Johnson playing the old, overcoat-wearing pervert. That’s the female anchor type they continually put forward on CNN. Then there’s MSNBC who keeps playing…why in God’s name…the wife of Alan Greenspan—the old liberal warhorse Andrea Mitchell whose nose is so big they seem to have to go widescreen…who if she ever entertained a conservative idea she’d have a cerebral hemorrhage. I have always wondered about Alan and his so-called economic tastes after seeing her with him. But you can always tell a Fox Newscast by its gorgeous, young, attractive female…all blonde… anchors—Megan Kelly…Martha McCallum….and especially my favorite Shannon Bream. And they’re high octane intelligent as well.