He promised her a wall. He promised all of us a wall. A great wall. A very good looking wall. The Great Wall of Trump they would call it. Of course, he had promised much more than a great, good looking wall. He had promised to deport upwards of 11 million illegal aliens in less than 18 months. Hey, it could still happen. There’s still time.
The blonde one has recently ranted and pleaded and tweeted pathetically like a little bird in a violent sandstorm. There has been no response. The big, bigly man, who had claimed that he could shoot anyone on 5th Avenue in New York and still win the Republican nomination and whom she herself had once so sweetly and demurely claimed was so impressive, after a primary debate performance, that he could perform abortions in the White House — has not answered her.
Their relationship is seemingly over. He has moved on. He has upgraded to a much bigger jet that flies him wherever in the world he wants to go on someone else’s dime … our dime. And, after all, there were more important things to attend to. Matters that needed attention. Things where he actually could sometimes look impressive. Fire and find a new FBI director. Badger sheiks in Arabia to snuff out radical jihadism. Call out the Castro regime for their criminal enterprise and rescind parts of the Obama deal with the island nation. Send naval vessels to the seas around North Korea, just in case they were needed. And yes, there is that annoying trumped-up Russia collusion investigation … uh … matter … uh … investigation that won’t go away that he continues to tweet about and has promised to testify about under oath, perhaps giving his attorneys stomach pangs or acid reflux.
A great, good looking wall, even as great as it could be or might have been, is no longer a priority. Perhaps it never was. Perhaps it was an empty promise, like the promise to deport 11 million, to get just enough votes in several states to keep Hillary-Wonder-Woman-Clinton from ascending to the Oval Office. So, an end to justify means. Perhaps even many of those who voted for him knew it was an empty promise. Is that heresy to say that out loud? It does seem that a great, good looking wall is less a priority than even repealing Obamacare, simplifying the tax code or getting near Social Security or Medicare. They aren’t much of a priority either…apparently. Besides, attempted border crossings are down and not that many illegals are clamoring to get into America anymore anyway, now that the ever-embracing, beneficent Barack Obama has semi-retired and built his own wall around his recently acquired bigly home to keep the undesirables at a distance. Perhaps the blonde one needs to chill. But she is not typically thought of as a mellow person prone, as it were, to relaxation. It’s not her … her … idiom? Yes, her idiom. She is wound much tighter.
In Trump, she no longer trusts, even though she had implored America to do so. The title of her gushing book indicated that she felt, that exactly like The Almighty, Donald J. Trump was worthy of our trust. But she has been betrayed. She had fallen for him and fallen hard. Mr. Trump, it has been revealed, was after all, not divine. He was just a man who has his faults and yet a man who occasionally surprises America and the world with bold and smart moves. He tweets. She tweets. Yet, their tweets seem to pass each other like ships in the night. A sad love story really.