We all know about the phenomena of a Teflon President and the honeymoon that most new Presidents have with Congress that first one hundred days in office. But one thing we seem to have never had, at least in recent history, is a Teflon candidate.
Apparently no matter what the scandal, misspeak, or public bungle Donald Trump marches on unscathed and in many cases buoyed by the controversy. As he pulls further ahead of the dwindling pack of certifiable Republicans vying for the nomination, one can only wonder if he should be declared the Gingerbread Man, “you can’t catch me,” by the media and those trying to discover whom this candidate really is. Continue reading
In a recent article in Wired magazine it was pointed out to me that beneath my fingers of this computer I am typing on, there lives a master watchdog. And regardless of my level of personal privacy paranoia there is no denying someone is always watching and listening. I accept the fact that with the release of every post, someone in the world gains a bit more perspective on the way I am thinking. But the idea that you are always online in someone else’s eyes is scary. Knowing a troll is lurking beneath my fingertips, that if properly awakened with words I type publicly or that my non-published ramblings can one day be presented as relevant information is unnerving. Continue reading
So chalk up another State of the Union Speech and the entire politico process that goes along with it. Few will remember what was said, versus the actions of the grown men and women elected to represent us acting like two year olds because their party is not the Presidents. Continue reading