I don’t believe word salad is an asset nor an enviable talent to cultivate – that is unless you’re a political operative or a clueless national “leader”.
When that’s the case word salad becomes your bread and butter – a keflon vest to fend off incoming questions and those ever so troublesome facts.
This is an administration that prioritizes the ability to lie with a straight face, to conflate to a degree where no man or woman has gone before.
And while unlike that opening Star Trek line of boldly going where no man has gone for before the boldness cannot be denied, a boldness predicated not on courage but rather fear of exposure and accountability – a boldness of in your face arrogance and sense of entitlement.
A boldness predicated on how far the envelope can be pushed, how many disastrous executive orders there can be, how much can the working class, seniors, and children can be deprived of before the house of cards collapses, how long before the clueless actually get a clue.
In this prioritization an equal opportunity exists for women in the job place that rarely exists elsewhere.
Man or woman from Sean Spicer to Kelleyanne Conway, Susan Huckabee, or Betsy DeVos – if you are a word salad adept welcome aboard and god bless America – even better if you’re a blood relative.
This is the equivalent of the televangelists creed of give even when you have little or nothing to give, accept the ensuing trouble and grief as god’s will, or in this case the will of Trump and his conservative cadre of national Judas’s and in doing so with unswerving faith believe that the bread of personal security or your own need you have cast upon the waters of deception will come back to you multiplied many times over.
Give as these high rollers live in the lap of luxury that the sweat of your brow will pay for and don’t trouble yourself about the daily outpouring of lies, consider it to be little more than in the acceptance of them you are rendering unto Caesar what is Caesar’s.