I was taught “if you can’t say something nice about someone, don’t say anything at all.” That makes it next to impossible for me to say anything about Monday night’s presidential debate between Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton.
I approached it with trepidation, knowing I’d hate it but determined to watch it for myself and not get a distillation or interpretation from some third party.
There’s little I can say about it that you haven’t seen or heard already. However, two little things the media latched onto that I totally missed at the time were Hillary’s shimmy and Trump’s sniffing. Critically important observations there (not). Bless the media! That sniffling could be a coke habit! That shimmy could be an early sign of Parkinson’s! Wherever would we be without the mainstream media to point out these critical details?*
When 1996 Miss Universe Alecia Machado was mentioned toward the end of the debate, I either didn’t know or didn’t remember her. So I looked up the full story from several sources and concluded, for the umpteenth time, that Trump is an ugly, incorrigible misogynist. Disgustingly so. A real pig. … gag! … Apparently he even took the press to the gym to watch Machado exercise so he could shame her as publicly as possible. As for Miss Machado’s weight, Trump (he with the pot belly, orange skin, and weird hair) calling her “Miss Piggy” is very much the pot calling the kettle black.
Most of the rest of the debate was old news. But the Machado story was new to me. And it was stomach-turning.
*No, I don’t think for a second that Trump uses coke or Clinton has Parkinson’s. I was trying to make a point about how the media exaggerate the importance of every detail, no matter how insignificant it might be. (Judging from some of the comments below, I failed.) I think both the sniffing and the shimmying are ridiculously insignificant.