If this week had been a heavyweight fight with Barack "Not A Kenyan" Obama Vs Donald "the Mouth " Trump, it would have been the greatest bout ever. The first few rounds would have gone to Trump as his birther nonsense and endless stream of narcissism seemed to overwhelm Obama and kept him on the ropes. However, Obama had a rope a dope scheme that no one saw coming. The deft combo of the left hook for Obama's long form birth certificate (POW), then the right cross of the Correspondence Dinner (SMACK), followed by the hard uppercut of Osama Bin Laden death (WHAM). KO in the seventh for Obama.
This is also by and the far the funniest comeuppance I have ever seen. Trump, like all his other business failure pals who ran for office like Meg Whitman and Carly Fiorini, found there is a huge divide between running a business and running for office. Corporate style of winning is brutal but the worst that might happen is your career might be ruined. In politics, you can get killed literally for your beliefs. Just ask JFK, if you could.
Obama played Trump this week like a virtuoso. After putting all his hopes into birther garbage, Obama one upped him by actually releasing his long form certificate. That knocked the Donald down a peg. Plus it didn't help that the true believers all found some thing to nitpick on about the new form that were in no way true and made everyone, Trump included, come across as racist bastards. Letterman, De Niro and Seinfeld have all publicly said things about Trump maybe being racist that have ruffled his feathers. Hah! After his cries for school records fell on deaf ears (no member of Congress was going to back this one), Trump was forced to take a back seat to the Royal Wedding.
Then came Saturday and the Correspondence dinner. Obama and Seth Myers raked Trump over the coals and he seemed to get more and more pissed as the night went on. Watch him and his wife make a bee line for the door the minute the thing was over. Trump's wife looked particularly unhappy as if she knows she is going to have the spend the rest of the evening with one grumpy bastard.
Then came Sunday. Donald is watching the Apprentice, brandy in one hand, an expensive cigar on the other. He's thinking, "At least I'm king tonight." Then comes the news that the President is going to give an important speech. I picture that brandy thrown at the wall and the cigar crumpled into mush as he realizes Obama has one upped him again. ON TELEVISION. HAHAHAHAHA! Think about this, Obama could have announced this at any time. Yet he waited until 10:45 on Sunday night to announce, just when the Apprentice is on. Don't tell me that wasn't one more raspberry directed at the Donald. Obama was thinking, "You're a freaking reality star. I'm the F#$cking President."
And that is called playing with the big boys. Trump is way of out of his element. Plus, he's effectively neutered Trump and any other candidate from portraying him as weak on terrorism and that Jimmy Carter label he was suffering from is gone. Good luck in 2012 as Obama could ride this wave all the way to a second term. Republicans everywhere are mashing their teeth as they know Obama's low poll numbers are going to double over the next few days and with Paul Ryan's budget plan a huge bust (seniors are booing his proposal nation wide as an attack on the younger generations and they are not happy), they have very little wiggle room left. Security questions-gone. Economic questions-gone. What's left other than abortion and gay rights which aren't going to win you a general election?
Obama is going to be riding high for the next few weeks. Let's hope he uses this good will to get some necessary things done.
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