Trumped up: adjective, invented as an excuse of a false accusation
Tripped up, again …
Public scrutiny’s microscope, most of us could never withstand. Difficult watching – silly season politics – without recalling this great quote attributed to both Abraham Lincoln and Mark Twain: ‘Better to be silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt.’ I expect both said it, perhaps neither being its original author …
Appalled by grotesqueness – amazed at his following, at media’s complicity, I hold no sympathy for Trump’s self-inflicted situation.
Political-incorrectness undeserving of forgiving or forgetting, Trump is done. Not gone yet, sadly. But soon. By his own hand (actually, his mouth …), indelible revelations of beliefs and character piling up, self-derailing (thankfully) his political aspirations.
Lessons for relearning.
There are benefits to watching idiots implode on large public stages – reminders to us all, but for the slip of our tongue and an inappropriate thought in our mind, we could all be hoisted on our own petard.
Who among us cannot recall the stupid things we’ve said or done – ill-considered or ill-timed inappropriate remarks, gaffes, backfiring jokes or times we simply failed to shut up?
If only we’d stopped talking.
… or spoken up.
P.S.: up early, heading out early … on an adventure filled day – story tomorrow!
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 6C/43F, moonless cloudless breezy magnificent star watching heel of night as dawn was knocking – my feet/ankle/knee combo functioning beautifully, my gouty-toe on the mend; Gusta trotting normally as we strolled our regular route at a quickened pace …