Finally, the election is startlingly close. Most of us know how we will vote. What we don’t know is how we let it get this crazy. Yes, it sounds like a bad country-western song. We let the man cheat on us, pull a fast one on us. From the beginning, we should have believed what Melania purportedly said: “You know, if you run you will win.”
He could win again.
For me, nothing fuels the fear that it is too late to stop him than the faded notes I have from an obsolete Brother typewriter. They are from March 1990 when, pregnant with my younger so who is now 32, I went on a press tour of the Trump Princess. This over-the-top luxury yacht was put up for sale while docked in Hong Kong harbor. Trump could not afford to keep it. Trump was not there. But his yacht broker was. A nice man who now thanks to Trump may be the world’s most famous yacht broker.