Here’s a definition of The Golden Rule: “Whoever has the gold makes the rules.” It was cited as the reason a puffed up Fugu fish like Donald Trump could set up a presidential debate with himself as moderator. But so far, only Newt
Gingrich and Rick Santorum have accepted. Santorum, Tail-End Charlie in the polls, has to grab any chance for exposure, but why did front-runner Gingrich, accept? I have a theory.
Donald Trump, after one waltz around the room as a candidate, pulled out, reserving the right to run as an Independent. After setting himself up as Big Daddy whose ring all candidates must kiss, he’s puzzled, particularly about Rick Perry and
Mitt Romney. “What do they have to lose?” he asked.
Years ago, Listerine, ran an ad campaign with the motto: “Even Your Best Friends Won’t Tell you.” But if Donald Trump did have a friend honest enough to tell him, he’d never believe that his problem is far worse than bad breath, especially when he looks at his TV ratings. He hasn’t learned that on TV, unless you’re in Mr.Rogers Neighborhood or on Sesame Street, ratings don’t follow sensitive intelligence or a kind heart. TV watchers lust for crime, scandal, and cruelty. The
Apprentice fills the bill. Everybody waits for the big moment when Trump yells, “You’re Fired!”
Now here’s my theory. Newt Gingrich has always had a streak of Nutty Professor in him, and enough stench of his own so that Trump’s might even detract from it. The Donald’s snotty magnate manner is sure to irritate Gingrich and with his penchant for attacking moderators, a spat is pretty certain to break out. Gingrich may even want it to, sure that Trump’s art-of-the-deal slyness is no match for his mammoth IQ. It will be a battle of bloated egos. And with Rick Santorum naked in the piranha tank, it should be as entertaining as The Texas Chain Saw Massacre. If it comes off, this debate is a must-see.