No good deed goes unpunished.
Those are words to always remember, especially in politics. When James Michael Curley was mayor of Boston, he would occasionally get reports from neighborhoods that someone had turned against him.
Hizzoner always feigned surprise, shaking his head and mentioning the traitor by name.
“I can’t believe he’s talking bad about me,” Curley would say. “I have never done anything for man!”
I was thinking about this phenomenon the other day when news broke that Rep. Kevin McCarthy, the Speaker-in-waiting of the 6th US House of Representatives.
McCarthy, a slippery swamp creature, tut-ttt who was “fed up” with Trump and that there was “no way” he could defend him.
On Thursday morning, McCarthy denied ever saying such things. On Thursday night, the tape was played on MSNBC.
Early reports indicate that Trump is willing to forgive and forget. Perhaps he’s softening: He also endorsed JD Vance in the Republican primary for Senate in Ohio.
I’m a little surprised, because to me, Vance gives off serious Kevin McCarthy RINO vibes, and he’s been even more open about misleading Trump than McCarthy was in public, before Thursday night, that is.
I met McCarthy in 2020, by Donald J. Trump. They were dining together at Mar-a-Lago the night Iranian terrorist boss General Qasem Soleimani picked up his 72 virgins after a CIA drone strike turned him into a grease stain on the runway. Tehran airport.
“Who would be better for me against?” asked a very relaxed Trump. “Bernie or Biden?”
“Bernie,” I said instantly, and Trump nodded and looked at McCarthy.
“That’s what Kevin says too,” he said. “That’s what everyone says.”
Everyone was right, obviously. Even the Democrats’ COVID-19 mass hysteria could not have saved Sanders.
The point is that, for whatever reason, Trump seems to like McCarthy. He has called him “my Kevin”.
McCarthy was the first national Republican to visit him in Palm Beach after he left office.
But this wasn’t the first time someone who has been treated royally at Mar-a-Lago has returned the favor to Trump with an “Et tu Brute” slash to the back.
In fact, if they ever wanted to change the name of the palatial retreat, the Trumps could call it the House of No Good Deed Goes Unpunished.
Last week, Trump sat down for a lengthy taped interview with Piers Morgan, a Fleet Street pirate who has just been hired by Rupert Murdoch, the former Fleet Street owner who still runs Fox News Channel and much more.
Morgan is starting a new TV gig for Murdoch, so he wanted a big, explosive interview. Likely as a favor to Murdoch or perhaps Sean Hannity, Trump sat down with Morgan for a personal interview at Mar-a-Lago’s “palatial” bar.
Morgan later immediately posted a misleadingly edited teaser video of Trump having a “breakdown” and walking out of the interview. Fortunately for Trump, he learned the lesson of the “60 minutes”: he turns the camera on him so he can get the real thing.
Which it did, and Piers Morgan looked every bit as dishonest as Leslie Stahl after she was caught lecturing Trump on the journalistic “standards” of “60 Minutes,” that pioneer of Very Fake News.
Speaking of networking, do you remember “Access Hollywood?” Trump may have been NBC’s top earner for all those years on “Apprentice.” (Morgan was one of his contestants.)
So, for 12 years, NBC had that bus audiotape and they sat on it, until October 2016, when they tried to take Hillary Clinton’s head off. Only the Peacock network didn’t have the stones to do it themselves: they took the whack at the despicable Washington Post.
You know who else used to spend quite a bit of time at Mar-a-Lago? MSNBC’s “Mourning” Joe Scarborough, who in a fair universe would have ended up on CNN+ with comrade Chris Wallace.
Mourning Joe used to be a lawyer in Pensacola. He now spends the winter on “the Gold Coast”. He used to see him at another bar in Mar-a-Lago. He was driving a tab, but I can’t speak for anyone else, if you know what I mean.
On New Year’s Eve 2016, after criticizing Trump for months and parroting everything that has now turned out to be one absurd Clinton and FBI hoax after another, Scarborough and his third wife showed up for the big soiree, not in formal attire, of course. .
When he got busted on social media for his deceitful social climbing, Joe claimed he was only there to seek an interview with the president-elect.
If they’re going to lie about something like that…
Then there was a magazine called National Review. They’re on the Weekly Standard treadmill into oblivion now: RINO’s orthodoxy is not a good box office. But in 2016, his bosses were in South Florida, shaking the tin cup.
They had a “time” at Mar-a-Lago. It featured the typical Trumpian variety: top-shelf booze, appetizers with no expense spared. I guess the future president charged them as much as the late Anthony Athanas used to rate Billy Bulger for his annual birthday party at Pier 4.
A month or so later, National Review devoted an entire issue of its moribund Dead Tree edition to a parade of RINO dignitaries denouncing Trump.
Sometimes, as a boss, you inherit a megalomaniac (Anthony Fauci) or get bad advice (Christopher Wray) or don’t pull the trigger fast enough (James Comey).
Other times, the guy you pick turns out to be a little crazy (Jeff Sessions).
The worst though is when someone you thought was your friend stabs you in the back. Ask James Michael Curley… or Donald J. Trump.
Reference-www.bostonherald.com