What’s the difference between rapper Kanye West, President Donaldov, defrocked movie mogul Harvey Weinstein and serially defrocked NFL player Antonio Brown?
Nothing. They are all the same guy who lusts for power over people and needs serious psychiatric care.
Trump is America’s second mad king. George III of England, “the king who lost America,” was certifiably nuts but had the last laugh: An Oscar-winning 1994 movie about him and his affliction.
Some thought his erratic behavior was caused by porphyria, a genetic blood disorder. A 2013 BBC magazine report says he might have just been manic-depressive aka bi-polar.
St. George’s University of London researchers make a case for the latter.
“A sentence containing 400 words and eight verbs was not unusual,” the BBC reported, adding that “George III, when ill, often repeated himself, and at the same time his vocabulary became much more complex, creative and colourful.”
Remind you of anybody on TV a lot these days? “Covfefe” and “lawmarkers,” anyone? (Trump actually tweeted “despite the constant negative press covfefe..”)
“These are features that can be seen today in the writing and speech of patients experiencing the manic phase of psychiatric illnesses such as bipolar disorder…(C)ontemporary descriptions of (King George’s) illness by witnesses spoke of his ‘incessant loquacity’ and his habit of talking until the foam ran out of his mouth.”
Wonder if Sean Spicer ever had to wipe the covfefe from his chin. (Trump has actually spit up…er, expectorated while giving a speech.)
People mistakenly try to analyze and rationalize someone else’s behavior using themselves as the frame of reference.
Legendary author Damon Runyon warned against playing the other guy’s game. Paraphrasing, he once cautioned that “If some sharp walks up to you on the street and wants to bet money he can pour cider in your ear without your knowing it, there’s only one thing sure – you’re gonna end up with an earful of cider.”
NY Times TV editor James Poniewozik notes in his killer new book (“Audience of One”) that the first reality TV president knows that the boob tube demands conflict and that’s what he provides, 24/7. Cable TV profits have tripled since 2015.
As author David Ritz once wrote, “life is a bitch and the bitch is television.”
My favorite…redhead, NY Times columnist Maureen Dowd, questioned the viability of any Democrat after watching the most recent garden variety debate.
Charles Blow in The Times recently told the story of his straightlaced, very religious grandma – who always voted for Louisiana Gov. Edwin Edwards, a convicted felon but a personable and interesting guy. Blow added that Trump has now ascended to Edwardian folk hero status.
As I noted awhile back, Doonesbury creator Garry Trudeau efficiently encapsulated Sun Tzu’s ancient advice in “The Art of War”: Always bet on the cornered rat.
On July 21, Hunter S. Thompson’s cartoon alter-ego Uncle Duke was counseling his kid on the odds of Trump’s re-election. Duke noted that the Donkeykongs will nominate “some doofus Democrat with ‘solutions for America’ (against) a feral potus fighting tooth and nail to stay out of prison.”
So, always bet on the desperate vermin. Perhaps Boris Johnson and Binyamin Netanyahu will serve as sobering presages.
All have criminal minds and think they can do no wrong. And it will always be someone else’s fault.
MORE RECOMMENDED READING: Pulitzer Prize-winner Susan Faludi’s review of “She Said” in last Sunday’s Times. Speaking of which…
50 SHADES OF RAPE REDUX: Thanks to those who took my suggestion to re-read The Barbwire of Oct. 3, 2018. Therein, I make a compelling case based on personal experience as to why Dr. Christine Blasey Ford and beer-swilling Justice Brett Kavanaugh’s growing list of accusers grow more credible each day.
DENNIS IS ALWAYS WITH US. I thought that today’s Tribune would be the first in a month not to mention the death of Nevada’s greatest reporter. Nope.
A mutual friend asked me for Dennis Myers’ middle name. All I knew was Dennis C. After I uploaded the only in-depth obituary of the Greatest Of All Time, I got a lot of e’s, many from folks I’ve never met.
“Dennis was a true and faithful friend to me and my two children, now aged 41 and 38,” wrote Cynthia Ewer.
“Back then, I was a single mom to two youngsters who were absolutely, positively, and (according to my daughter) to this day convinced that Dennis was really Clark Kent in disguises and hence, Superman.
“Dennis would react to the question of my fouryear-old, ‘Dennis, are you REALLY Superman?’, by whipping off his glasses, giving the kid a significant sideways look Š and chuckle. All three of us still remember that deep, funny chuckle. We will miss it.”
GUESS WHAT? Dennis’ bro in The Philippines and a former Nevada journalist in Wisconsin responded that his middle name was “Clark.”
MARK YOUR CALENDAR for the Oct. 19 Reno-Sparks NAACP’s 74th Annual Freedom Fund Dinner at the Grand Sierra Resort. In 2015, Dennis and his crew received the inaugural Bertha Woodard/ Eddie Scott Human Rights Advocacy Award for their years-long reportage on human rights issues. It’s the organization’s highest honor. We will remember our friend at the gala. Presidential candidates have been invited. Reservations at RenoSparksNAACP.org/
Be well. Raise hell. Esté bien. Haga infierno.
Andrew Barbano is a 50-year Nevadan, editor of NevadaLabor.com and first vice-president of the Reno-Sparks NAACP. As always, his comments are strictly his own. and Barbwire by Barbano has originated in the Tribune since 1988. E-mail