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". . . one of the risks. . . ."















Implode:  to collapse violently in upon itself.
In contrast to, exploding:  to burst violently, from internal pressure.
Perhaps, in a president, preferable to exploding: fewer fragments.

I think Mr. Trump will implode.

There he is, hard at work, early in his Presidency,
being presidential, signing a bill restricting
women's rights to choose, insofar as he can do it,
so far.  He is surrounded by Seven Deadly Witnesses,
all of whom appear to be male, but who knows,
these days?  I guess we can, in this case.

Was there ever anyone less prepared to be President?
There have been many who wanted it less,
who actually knew what the job entailed,
but we are a democracy, or a republic, and
as Adlai Stevenson II once said, "In America,
anybody can be president.  That's one of the risks you take."

And we like to say we are risk takers,
but we are not a monarchy or a mega-business:
we are a republic; a very large one,
and our President has a large and precarious job to do,
holding the Republic together, nudging it toward
a more perfect union.  I suspect that the inside of the White House
might be the best place to learn how much hard work it takes
to govern a democratic society.  It will make
scrounging up money from questionable foreign sources
and stiffing contractors and hotel and restaurant employees look easy.

I don't think Donald Trump is going to enjoy being President:
there is too much work to do, too many people who have to be heard
about everything that has to be done, too little actual power,
and not enough gold plating and obeisance.

I suspect he will implode.

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