I know this is rather difficult to believe, but I am usually thought of as being “nice.” Being from Minnesota, it’s practically a requirement and blended into every Jell-O salad with love.
Niceness is a kind of elusive quality, but I define it as at least being cordial in your personal dealings with people, assuming, of course, that they are minimally nice-ish at the get-go.
For example, I was listening to an interview with former Vice President Walter Mondale a few days ago. He’s 87 and was talking about his 1984 presidential campaign. I’ve met him several times; he is a truly nice man, and honest. Even though he lost nearly every state (except Minnesota, of course), he was a nice guy about it.
And you know where nice guys finish. Last.
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Actually, the original quote about nice guys finishing last is from former baseball manager Leo Durocher, who said, “The nice guys are all over there, in seventh place.”
In the GOP 2016 field, there are a lot of nice guys in seventh place.
A quality that Donald Trump often desires in his treatment by others is that they be nice to him. Sometimes he complains that others aren’t nice at all, or he goes out of his way to describe himself as “nice.”
A few days ago, when caught in yet another lie, this fiberglass-headed buffoon (not nice) did what he always does in these situations.
1. He lies again.
2. He questions the motives of the people who caught him in the lie.
3. He repeats the lie; then he goes up two points in the polls.
Trump’s assertion (lie) about personally witnessing thousands of Muslims in Jersey City cheering when the World Trade Center collapsed on 9/11 has been challenged by everyone, except New Jersey Gov. Chris Christie, who said it could have happened, but he may have missed it. Maybe he was stuck in traffic on the George Washington Bridge.
I know, that wasn’t very nice, was it? Sorry.
Anyway, when Trump was re-lying in South Carolina about his original lie, he decided to do a clever impersonation of Serge Kovaleski, a New York Times reporter who had written about him, whom Trump also described as “nice.”
Then Trump did his impression of the reporter who has a disability called arthrogryposis, which constricts movement of joints. The video of Trump is by far the most pathetic thing I have ever seen in American political campaigning, ever.
Meanwhile, some of the seventh-place candidates in the GOP field just sit there, nicely not saying anything, hoping that they can pick up the people who support Trump when he drops out.
This, of course, presupposes that Trump drops out. It also presupposes that Trump doesn’t go on to win the GOP nomination, which more and more sane Republicans think could happen.
The other day I texted a good friend of mine who is a major GOP wheel and the very model of niceness. I asked him who was leading in his state. He declined to respond, saying it was too depressing.
Trump denies that he has even met Kovaleski, for the record, and that he had no idea Kovaleski had arthrogryposis. Kovaleski points out that they are well-acquainted.
Another nice Trump lie.
When people start citing the factually hallucinogenic Trump as someone who “tells it like it is,” I feel a little bit of non-niceness well up in my Minnesota soul.
Trump also pointed out in his apologia/lie that he “has one of the all-time great memories.” It would help him to recall facts.
Wouldn’t it be nice if that were the truth?