When my father proposed to my mother, he did so on one knee. The Knighthood ceremony requires the candidate to take one knee before the Queen. When we bend down to speak to a small child, we often do so on one knee. I don’t know why Donald Trump hates one knee so much, but for the simple fact it challenges him— everything he is and ever wanted to become.
On Monday afternoon the president tweeted, “A great day at the White House!”, the social media equivalent of whistling in the dark. “I’m not afraid” it seemed to say. But the jig is up, Trump is scared. After Friday’s most recent failure to repeal and replace Obamacare, and with Trump’s own Republican member John McCain delivering its death blow, it should have been a quiet weekend, perhaps one of reflection for the president, or for any president.
White House spokeswoman Sarah Huckabee Sanders has warned us that when the president gets attacked, Continue reading ““The lights on at the White House, but President Alone and in the Dark””