Trump in One Sentence

December 27, 2015

Often the “Happy Warrior” columns on the back page of National Review these days (when I can bring myself to try reading them at all) seem to be trying really hard to be funny, which is a poor substitute for actually being funny.  (I guess most writers are a poor substitute for Mark Steyn.  It’s an unfair position to put them in.)  But I thought Heather Wilhelm’s offering in the current issue had a pretty good line:

We have Mr. Trump, of course, a crafty, plotting sort who lurks and waits until the national conversation reaches a tipping point—just this close to veering into a substantive, crucial discussion—before he kicks in the door, bellows something mean about all of our mothers, shoots out the chandelier with a paintball gun, and sucks all the air out of the room.

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