It looks like we have yet another Flying Pigs Alert. Reliably liberal Eleanor Clift has praised Donald Trump's performance at the No Labels convention yesterday. Yes, you read that right. Not only that, Clift was also surprisingly critical of Bernie Sanders at the same event. Will political wonders never cease? Of course, Clift did deliver a bit of obligatory liberal slam against Trump in the first paragraph of her Daily Beast column so let us get that out of way before proceeding to her glowing praise of The Donald:
When No Labels was formed after the 2010 election, a bombastic billionaire who railed against immigration was probably not the kind of presidential candidate its founders had in mind to bridge the gap between the political extremes.
With that out of way, she heaped surprising praise upon him:
Trump’s star appeal lifts him above the other candidates struggling to get noticed in the New Hampshire primary scrum. He’s the only candidate with “The” before his name, like the Vatican, the Hague, or the Bronx, said former Democratic vice presidential candidate Joe Lieberman. Trump’s lead in the polls, Lieberman noted, suggests voters see him as “the best vehicle to express the common emotions most associated with this election cycle—disappointment, disdain, and anger toward the status quo in Washington, the same emotions that propelled the creation of No Labels.”
Trump was at his most persuasive talking about deal-making and how he bailed out the politicians and brought everyone together, including the unions, to finally finish the Wollman ice-skating rink in New York City’s Central Park after years of mismanagement.
“It’s in all the business schools, they study it,” he said. “I didn’t study it; I did it.”
Wow! Eleanor, are you sure you don't have a "Make America Great Again" hat hidden away in your closet? But wait! There's more!
He related a string of fascinating details, from union workers allegedly taking four- and five-hour lunches to how he called a Montreal ice hockey team for advice and discovered freon wouldn’t work. “Brine,” that’s what they use, he said—it’s just water with salt.
“How simple is that!” Trump exclaimed. The concrete mixing trucks he brought in from 125th Street, in Harlem, he said, did the job putting down the floor for this iconic urban rink in 26 hours and 25 minutes.
Then there’s the golf course he built right off Manhattan. “I got tough with everybody,” he said—the city, the unions—and in four months it was done for a mere $2.8 million, after 30 years, or maybe it was 20 or 21 years, of talking about it. “You can do these things; it’s about leadership.”
Eleanor's not done yet. She is still chock full of praise for Trump:
It’s at the heart of the Trump appeal—someone to simply cut through the Gordian knot rather than painstakingly untying it. “Let’s compromise—and win!” he exclaimed to applause, touting his best seller, The Art of the Deal, plus a new book he has in the works with the rough title Crippled America. He bragged about the flattering pictures taken of him smiling for the cover but said he chose one where “I look mean and angry because I’m angry with what’s going on in the country.”
At a certain point in her Trump praise, Clift seemed to momentarily "recuperate" from her infatuation with him and her inner liberal popped out with this:
No one channels negativity better than Trump. But he does less well fielding questions that demand some specificity...
Apparently Clift doesn't seem to "feel the Bern" as you can see in this surprising Sanders slam:
Sanders didn’t take questions and delivered his now familiar stump speech. An open mic heard over C-SPAN picked up an audience member complaining, “I waited all this time for that?”
So what's going on here? Does Donald Trump have such great personal magnetism that even liberal women are highly attracted to him as we saw in the case of the female New Republic editor who admitted to staring at pictures of him?
Exit Question: Does Eleanor Clift keep a secret stash of Trump pics?
