How many men and women in America are still with the first person they dated or got engaged to? Remember those vows, till death do us part? When in reality, for many, it should be “till divorce did us part.” Sometimes couples “consciously uncouple,” and sometimes you send the pool water in a truck and say, “Here’s the pool water, you took everything else.” The President and the attorney general are in the process of getting divorced, with the President citing irreconcilable differences, just like, over, fifty percent of our country. So what?
Yes, the President is outraged, like a spurned lover. Wouldn’t you be? With the insinuation, by many, that the President needs to show loyalty to the first guy who said “yes” to the prom, the insinuation, is that they are, or were, an item. So, ask yourselves this: if your spouse, or your significant other, decided to renovate your house, without, at the very least, consulting you first, would you not feel a sense of betrayal? Would you not be justifiably angered?
And, to make matters worse, the “renovation” became a ”reconstruction,” after the contractor you hired passed along the torch to someone he subcontracted with (Rod Rosenstein), who then decided that your house should be built without any right angles. And, before you know it, you come home to find that your house has no roof, nor walls, and there are forty-two different contractors working on it. There are sheets covering your furniture, and possessions, and a heavy storm is on the way. Ask yourself, “How would I feel?”
Jeff Sessions screwed up. This doesn’t mean he’s a bad guy, like so many Democrat senators claimed he was during the confirmation hearings. Racists and liars, just to name a couple of their aspersions. Those guys are more transparent than the translucent wall the President wants to build. Now, all of a sudden, the mock anger, is coming from you Republicans: “How can the president treat the man who was loyal to him, so badly?” You guys and gals would, literally, sell your children’s souls, never your own (if there were one), to survive. Loyalty; how about loyalty to a promise you have made for the last eight years? Then, you could preach to the President about loyalty.
The irony, and hypocrisy, that, on a daily basis, a majority of you besmirch the President, his staff, and his family, out loud, and, then, have the sheer audacity to comment on President Trump’s handling of AG Sessions, is downright comical. Is the President perfect? Of course not. But he wears his heart on his sleeve, and Jeff Sessions broke his heart. So many wish they would just break up, or make up already — except the media, of course, who see this as akin to Luke and Laura (in General Hospital, in case you don’t watch “daytime dramas”). But, the last people, by all polling metrics, we will ever listen to, about getting anything done, is the Congress.
“There ain’t no good guys, there ain’t no bad guys, there’s only you and me, and we just disagree.” That is not a reference to the House or Senate. Most of you are bad guys, like real bad guys, oh, and gals. Senator Collins: the next time you decide to disparage another person’s looks, your new mirror is gladly on me. Senator Sessions is a good man, and, yes, so is the President. This isn’t “bad” or “good,” but, as they say it’s “complicated.”
What makes it even more complicated, is that the senator is being very demure right now. For the love of humanity, fight back, or resign. Do something. Or, are you holding out for more in the eventual settlement? Maybe, that’s part of the problem. Where does the attorney general go from here? There are no take backs, and he can’t get his Senate seat back. He isn’t exactly media ready, and how many will have him after his support of the President? Maybe, there will be a country club, with the biggest golf course soon to be built in Alabama, that is in need of a president.
The attorney general was the president’s “first,” and, with almost complete certainty, he won’t be his last. This doesn’t mean you aren’t grateful to, and for, them. They will have a place in your heart forever, and, for a lifetime, you may question, “Were they the one that got away?” But, as you go to bed tonight, and as you give the person to your right, or left, a peck good night, ask yourself: “Were they my first, and will they be my last?”
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