Those folks at Time Inc. really know how to hurt a guy.
Can you imagine the man of the year—or woman or person, whatever you want to call the award Time magazine has been handing out for ninety years—and that lucky person once again is not President Obvious Choice?
Adding salt to the wound, Time gave journalism’s highest honor in the December 6, 2017, issue to what it called “The Silence Breakers,” a group of women who have shared their stories about sexual assault and harassment. None of that would have been possible without the smoking Access Hollywood tape that established Trump as the groper in chief.
The best president we have said he actually turned down the coveted Time magazine cover bauble. The problem, as he explained in all humility, was that they wanted to interview him. They might ask him about . . . what? . . . “that Russian thing”?
Among his other achievements Time magazine’s headhunters ignored:
• First Republican president ever to have warm relations with our traditional hostile enemy, and not be accused of being a crypto-communist by the Republican Party.
• First Republican president ever to balance the budget by adding two or three trillion to the deficit with a tax cut for the rich. How will he do that? By having two sets of books, as Ronald Reagan did.
• First president to make the people shrug off the fact that he is lying all the time.
And leave us not ignore the fact that nukes did not hit Los Angeles or Bedminster, New Jersey, in 2017, despite the president’s bungling negotiations with a little fat rocket man.
The lack of progress in making America great again has not been a problem. The economy up, unemployment down, whatever caused by his predecessor he takes credit for. The Monroe Doctrine could well be one of his accomplishments soon.
As I was saying, Time magazine really blew it by showing disrespect for the possible maniac who will be commanding us in the coming war with (fill in nuclear power of choice).
Those traitors at Time continue treating the first Trump administration as if it were a Punch and Judy show.
But that hasn’t bothered the 34.9 percent in the base for whom he can still do no wrong.
So let us all do the Chicken Dance in honor of the president who in 2017 most made the nation seem like a chicken with its head cut off:
Make a chicken beak with your hand . . . clap three times . . .