Prospects

“Where’s Trump?” has been a theme of late.

Based on the obscenity-laced threat toward Iran that somehow passes as Presidential messaging, he’s still around somewhere, but nobody’s actually seen him for a few days. He’s getting up there in years, and the pressure must be relentless, so maybe it’s time we start anticipating the next-in-line hilarity (kidding) that would be J.D. Vance.

One might figure there’d be some infighting before Vance just gets the nod, but isn’t this the reason he was picked in the first place? Hasn’t he been angling for the top job all along? Scary to think about, but this is where we are. Frying pan to fire.

One might sense that things are bad when the private hope is that Trump in all his inflated ego and bombastic idiocy will soon emerge, ready to rejoin the fray, or whatever it is he thinks he’s doing.