The diaries of Trump’s Russian handler (III): To the Mar-a-Lago station
Had some enforced downtime after eating at Mar-a-Lago, so while recuperating decided to review the bidding.
Had some enforced downtime after eating at Mar-a-Lago, so while recuperating decided to review the bidding:
— White House. Kushnerites vs. Bannonites. All one-party movements have bitter factions. Can live with.
— Media. He doesn’t hate reporters, he simply despises them. As Comrade Bannon says, media is petty bourgeois mice clinging to sinking raft of Constitutional protections. What cares a Lenin or Trump for Bill of Rights? Big Orange is all about Bill of Wrongs — as in, You are all wrong to doubt me!
— Congress. Even worse. Like the Duma of 1917, trying to ride a tiger that within its entrails carries plan to eat them up. Like Ermolenko they puke and mewl. Useful idiots at best. At worst, more enemies of the People — which fortunately Big Orange gets to define.
— Hooligans. They prosper piratically in such times.
— Me. What to do? Mulling next move, I am. In 1930s, NKVD officials fled Stalin’s madness and went to ground most quietly in places like Cleveland, living off stolen Spanish government gold. But to where flee now?
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