Our president is taking a lot of abuse for his courageous act in declaring a national emergency on the Southern border.
“It’s an invasion,” as the leader of the most powerful nation on the planet said in the first of his series of Rose Garden National Emergency Addresses of 2019 (January 15 to February 15, 2019). He saw the influx of Central American rapists, murderers, criminal gangs, drug lords, and mothers with children who have been walking north not to mention the terrorist leaf blowers, kitchen helpers, fruit and vegetable field pickers, and others willing to do jobs real Americans don’t want to do anymore as “a national emergency.”
Despite his, in effect, thanking himself for ending the thirty-five-day shutdown he had caused, some of his best friends—not including Vlad the Poisoner and the fellow oligarchs in the kleptocratic wing of the Politburo who think he is still the best thing to happen to Russia since the invention of vodka—are less than thrilled with his conduct in the current crisis.
Some are praising him for not causing Mexico—in retaliation, to revoke the Treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo of 1848, ending the Mexican-American War of 1847, which Abraham Lincoln opposed—to go to the UN, citing the right of return, demanding as reparations the return of its beloved Texas, not necessarily a bad thing. It didn’t shut up the loony birds in the bleachers of cable and talk radio.
I’m talking about the members of the far-right lunatic fringe of the punditocracy, the Fifth Columnists who are now stabbing the president in the mouth, folks like Laura, Rush, Hannity, Tucker, and all his friends at Fox & Best Friends who see his conduct at the border as an existential crisis.
“Caver” is the good thing these other unsung enemies of the people have said about the ending of those glorious thirty-five days in the trenches the president spent without playing golf or taking a vacation from Oval Office duties.
As if it wasn’t bad enough, Ann Coulter—once a pro bono adviser, who the president now says he rarely talks to—called the big beautiful wall of the president’s dreams “a monstrosity”!
A premature critical ejaculation since it hasn’t even been built yet, and won’t be for a while. Remember, it took 2,500 years for that other famous wall in China to be finished completely in 1635!
It took courage for the president to face Coulter, leader of the Stepford Wives far-right wing of the media. “The only National Emergency,” motormouth Coulter said on KABC Radio in Los Angeles that day that will live in her infamy (February 15, 2019), “is that our president is an idiot.”
Furthermore, she called him “the greatest wimp since George W. Bush,” a low blow against the nation’s wimps. The president may read at a fifth-grade level, but he is no wimp.
Witness his rebuttal: “Maybe I didn’t return her phone call or something.” Touché!30
It had been a profile in courage watching the president establishing his credentials in the art of compromise by reopening the doors of the government he had closed down.
Similarly, he had the courage to say the real Americans who worked for the federal government didn’t mind not getting paid in the fight for the wall. Real Americans, as his Commerce Secretary argued, could always take out loans from a Wells Fargo bank or some other financial institution in which the First Family might own stock.
Others questioned his use of the self-declared terminology “national emergency.”
Previously, just for the record, “national emergency” meant real emergencies like the bombing of Pearl Harbor. A “national emergency” today, we are learning, is something a president can do for whatever reason, even when the “emergency” is self-created, a perk of office, like flying to Bedminster, New Jersey, for a golfing weekend, only 212 miles from the Oval Office, as crows and Air Force One fly.
Well, it is some country, indeed, when a president can’t utilize the Outrageous Abuse of Powers codicil to the Unwritten Constitution—the Trumpian Doctrine, as future historians might name it—as a WMD (weapon of mass distraction) just because he is, say, not getting his way with other branches of government.
What this means: if the Wicked Witch of the West, Horrible Nancy (Pelosi), and her open-border Democrats had given him the money to build his wall, the infrastructure plank in his MAGA program, there wouldn’t have been a “national emergency.”
I will leave it to constitutional scholars to decide if all of this is good or bad for democracy. What I’m concerned about here is clarifying my position on the wall, which the president says every real American wants built.
I would agree that a wall should be erected along the border. The ENTIRE border, including in front of Mar-a-Largo and all the other expensive oceanfront properties in Florida, California, and up the coasts to Sea Island Kiawah Island and Clint Eastwood’s Carmel—everywhere.
In short, I am a pro-wall freak, a believer in the theories of Prof. Andrew Fisher IV, a leading wallologist at the New Jersey Institute of Applied Irreproducible Sciences. Dr. Fisher especially advocates a wall in Manhattan, one tall enough to block from view those hideous spiky apartment towers where the empty apartments are all owned by Chinese, Russian, and Arab trillionaires.
Such a wall also would be advantageous to residents of New Jersey who think the West Side Trump Towers mar the view from the bucolic Sopranos State.