Thursday, October 20, 2016
Not surprisingly, a large chunk of the post-debate analysis was focused on Trump's unwillingness to accept the results of the election on November 8. Even supports are considering it an unforced error. Everyone else is using his stance as yet another reason why he's unfit for the office. With all three debates now over, history will judge them as turning points in the campaign, with the win going to preparation over impromptu know-nothingness and petty, thin-skinned retorts. Trump was played like a finely tuned fiddle. Clinton plucked him, bowed him, ran her fingers up and down his fingerboard like virtuoso performing a scherzo. She owned him so completely that debates will forever be seen as the potentially momentous game changers these three debates became. She knocked him out of his idiotic orbit with a strategy that kept him in a corner, obsessing over one slight, then another, until he was spinning is his own incoherent Aleppo drool. He never had a chance. Now all that needs to happen is the final lap to the finish lap so we can end this insanity once and for all and put DJT to pasture where he belongs, far away from the main stream, somewhere that allows him his annoying, boring voice to whine and complain to his confused followers on the fringes of Blametown.
After work, I had my racquetball league, week 6. I'm improving with my stamina and managed to play 11 games tonight. And I'm in 2nd place in the rankings! Sweet!
I finished at 9:15 but my day wasn't done, because it was poker night. Ugh! I couldn't NOT show up, so I came home, quickly called Alice, changed into poker clothing, then made it to Mark's around 9:45. I stayed until 1 a.m. A very long day!
Not surprisingly, a large chunk of the post-debate analysis was focused on Trump's unwillingness to accept the results of the election on November 8. Even supports are considering it an unforced error. Everyone else is using his stance as yet another reason why he's unfit for the office. With all three debates now over, history will judge them as turning points in the campaign, with the win going to preparation over impromptu know-nothingness and petty, thin-skinned retorts. Trump was played like a finely tuned fiddle. Clinton plucked him, bowed him, ran her fingers up and down his fingerboard like virtuoso performing a scherzo. She owned him so completely that debates will forever be seen as the potentially momentous game changers these three debates became. She knocked him out of his idiotic orbit with a strategy that kept him in a corner, obsessing over one slight, then another, until he was spinning is his own incoherent Aleppo drool. He never had a chance. Now all that needs to happen is the final lap to the finish lap so we can end this insanity once and for all and put DJT to pasture where he belongs, far away from the main stream, somewhere that allows him his annoying, boring voice to whine and complain to his confused followers on the fringes of Blametown.
After work, I had my racquetball league, week 6. I'm improving with my stamina and managed to play 11 games tonight. And I'm in 2nd place in the rankings! Sweet!
I finished at 9:15 but my day wasn't done, because it was poker night. Ugh! I couldn't NOT show up, so I came home, quickly called Alice, changed into poker clothing, then made it to Mark's around 9:45. I stayed until 1 a.m. A very long day!
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