Lucy will move the football.
The trouble with Trump is that he wants to bypass the time honored rituals required of a would-be Governor, and sidestep what everybody else that wants the job has to do. He can’t be bothered with that because he is…well, Donald Trump.
Nope. He is not going to offer his ideas or prescriptions to the voting marketplace. He is not going to talk about why he would make a better Governor than someone else. Those time honored traditions are for the ‘little people,’ the lessers and the losers. The Donald is not going to have anybody challenging his ideas, or forcing him to defend his views because he is…well, Donald Trump.
Nope. If he is going to be a candidate, the rule makers must fix the game, give him a free pass on a primary or presenting his views to voters, and simply anoint him the standard bearer of a political party without having to earn it.
Because the Donald is the Donald and no mere mortal, he offered up his conditions to Bob McCarthy of the Buffalo News:
-“No primary against a potential Republican challenger” (I only play the game when the rules are fixed and I cannot lose).
-“No preliminaries” (that means nobody gets to ask me what I would do as Governor, or how I would do it, and I sure as hell am not going to endure some piss ant tea party buffo asking me about my varied positions on gun control or abortion or gay marriage, or those tens of thousands I’ve given to Democratic office holders who fix things for my real estate business or my casinos).
-“No wooing county chairmen.” (Beneath my dignity)
-“No building support for a state convention.” (Beneath my dignity)
-“No convention floor fight to gain enough votes to avoid a primary.” (Beneath my dignity)
-“It’s either total party unity in the next few weeks behind a Trump candidacy, or it all belongs to Astorino” (If I have to offer any ideas or defend my views I’m going to take my little ball and go home)
-“If Astorino backs off, I would absolutely do it” Yeah Right. (I’ll still love you in the morning, something I’ve said to uh, how many wives have I had?)
Bye Donald. Maybe it works like that in the gambling business. But not in politics.
Don’t let the door hit your rump on the way out.