Following Comrade Trump’s tweet in which he referred to his most recent critic as “Liddle’ Bob Corker,”  AOL reported:

The president (sic) has reportedly remarked on Corker’s size before, telling aides that the 5-foot-7 lawmaker was too short to be his secretary of state, a position that Corker was reportedly in the running for.

For me, as Yogi Berra most famously remarked, “It’s déjà vu all over again.”  I had the same feeling on June 13, 2008 when NBC journalist Tim Russert died of a myocardial infarction at age 58.  I, too, was 58 years old at the time and any misconceived fantasies of immortality were shattered in a “heartbeat.”

Like Bob Corker, I am 5-foot-7.  And can only  assume any hopes of ever being in Trump’s cabinet are “SHORT-lived.”  I began to wonder what other superficial traits might disqualify me for any position of responsibility.  That I wear BRIEFs instead of boxer underwear.  That I am addicted to PEANUTs.  That I enjoy SLIGHT of hand magic.  That I sometimes refer to the alleged Trump video from the Moscow Ritz-Carlton as the WEE-WEE tape.  Obviously, in Trump’s world, size matters.

Which led me to a new realization about the firing of James Comey.  Trump’s willingness to admit the FBI director’s termination was “all about Russia” was just one more lie.  It was never about unraveling possible collusion with the Kremlin during the 2016 campaign.  Rather, Trump’s ego could not tolerate dealing with an adversary who towered over him.  (Although Trump is 6-foot-2, Comey is 6-foot-8).  Which also explains Trump’s anger at Jeff Session’s recusing himself from the Russian investigation.  At 5-foot-4, Sessions was someone he could TOY with.

There is a biblical verse, “The beginning of wisdom is get wisdom.  And with all thy getting, get understanding.”  New insights should bring clarity and comfort.  Sadly, that is not the case.  With apologies to Martin Niemöller, the Protestant pastor who publicly defied Adolph Hitler and spent seven years in a Nazi concentration camp, perhaps it is time to revise his warning no one was safe from Hitler’s animus.

First he went after the Mexicans, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Mexican.

Then he went after the Muslims, and I did not speak out— 
Because I was not a Muslim.

Then he went after the transgenders, and I did not speak out— 
Because I was not transgender.

Then he went after football players, and I did not speak out— 
Because I was not a football player.

Then he went after us–short people like Bob Corker and me—and there was no one left to speak for us.

So, if you are one of the Trumpeteers who believes, because you are a natural born, Caucasian, Christian American, you will never be subject to the “wrath of con(man),” think again.  In the end, there is only one, small population cohort that remains safe from Trump’s contempt, the narcissist-in-chief himself and his equally clueless off-spring.

For what it’s worth.
Dr. ESP