In Martin Amis's delightful memoir, Experience, the English novelist describes how he prepares himself for those dreadful visits to the dentist's office. The night before, he reveals, he ingests "a near-fatal dose" of Valium, and then on the morning of the appointment he downs another near-fatal dose.
I suspect that Mitch McConnell has by now adopted Amis' self-preservation technique in preparation for television interviews, which invariably swing toward the dreadful topic of Trump. Of course it's difficult to detect the effects of a powerful benzodiazepine on anyone as chronically catatonic as Mitch, except that Valium, in near-fatal doses, appears to also act as a kind of truth serum. Here, Q.E.D., is the Senate majority leader speaking to NY1 TV yesterday:
Trump clearly needs to change, in my opinion, to win the general election. What I’ve said to him both publicly and privately: "You’re a great entertainer. You turn on audiences. You’re good before a crowd. You have a lot of Twitter followers. That worked fine for you in the primaries. But now that you are in the general, people are looking for a level of seriousness that is typically conveyed by having a prepared text and Teleprompter and staying on message."
In brief, McConnell confessed that his party's presidential nominee is nothing more than an undisciplined clown.
He went on to say that his "hope is that [Trump] is beginning to pivot" — could we please dispense with that overused word for the campaign's remainder? — "and become what I would call a more serious and credible candidate for the highest office in the land." Please note that that is McConnell's hope, not an observation of any incipient reality.
As are others among the incurably unhinged, the Gateway Pundit is outraged by McConnell's quite possibly drug-induced honesty:
Despite [Trump's amassing pf primary votes] GOP elites continue to trash the Republican nominee. They want Hillary in the White House.
"GOP elites" once meant the country-club types. Now it means all Republican pols (some of them tea partiers) hoping to survive, through vast distancing and occasional trashing, the 2016 devastation of Trump. Thus is the term "elites" diluted into meaninglessness. That much, the Gateway Pundit may well fail to appreciate.
What it knowingly, cynically is selling to its readers, though, is the pure fantasy that Hillary's destiny is anything but the White House. Hence the Pundit's readers are being twice fleeced: by Trump himself, and then again by the right-wing flimflammery complex.