Friday, May 24, 2019

Trump presser

These things on the way out to something important with the helicopter noise interfering are the best and he does them constantly. Whenever he goes somewhere. All off the cuff, all from internalized comprehension so no notes are necessary, he simply answers questions from his understanding and he's facing straight up hostility.

A picture formed in my mind of jackals and hyenas. Then cobras, scorpions, wasps, crocodiles, noisy koel birds, coyotes, braying asses, screaming frogs, Trump faces all that noise, walks up to the chaos.  What animal would Trump be? Bear, badger, yak, yeti, then I thought, this analogy is out of control.

These things are why Trump is the most assessable that I've ever seen. He's open to reporters on his way out, to people he doesn't respect. And he tells them that as he explains himself. He tells them how they can be better, but of course they cannot listen. And when they do listen they get everything wrong.

I'm cheered by comments on YouTube. They show that the people who watch these things see what's going on. They're swayed by what they see for themselves and not by the stories submitted by reporters. They see the reporters being handled by the subject of their reporting and YouTube commenters determined "fake news" is a fine term to describe it.

4 comments:

The Dude said...

In his book "The Right Stuff" my close personal friend Tom Wolfe likened the swarms of reporters who surrounded the astronauts to locusts or other voracious insect plagues. He was right then, and even more right now.

Chip Ahoy said...

Locusts are quiet. These people are like gnawing termite bedbug scorpion alien cicadas.

The helicopter setup is brilliant. The noise drowns out most of the questions so Trump picks and chooses among the noise and then says what he wants. Most of the obnoxious reporter-noise is eliminated by the obnoxious helicopter-noise. And we're continuously reminded Trump is off to something important, in this case to Japan to work a deal that counters China, but it could be to England to meet the prime minister and the queen, or to another Trump rally, and leaving behind in the windblown dust the nattering nabobs of negativism.

The Dude said...

Around here cicadas are known as 17 year locusts. They are noisy, although I have not heard any in a while. It was a different story in '68, '85 and 2002. Hey, maybe I will hear some this year!

chickelit said...

I'd like to see Carl Bernstein lose his shit on TV. After so many years as Woodward's bottom, the fissures and blisters have compromised his sphincter.