Rudy’s Fall At RNC Sums Up What His Life’s Become

I’m too tired (past midnight now where I live) for deep thinking, much less cleverness but I took one last look at my news feed and saw this.  Walking down the aisle of a mostly empty convention floor trying to film something for his podcast, as The Daily Beast reports Rudy G. himself was caught on film:

Rudy Giuliani is here at the Republican National Convention and tripped and fell on the floor.

He was helped up and seemed to be OK. He was holding an Osmo camera and continued filming once he was back on his feet.

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— Taylor Popielarz (@TaylorPopielarz) July 16, 2024

Yeah, I’d say that pretty well sums up Rudy G. He was never the hero he painted himself to be but once upon a time he did have at least some chops. He and Trump go back a long ways. In fact when he wanted to go into politics SDNY had something going regarding the Trump Org. Rudy got an “angel investment” (sizeable donation) from Trump and suddenly enough of a war chest to attract a lot more donors to his mayoral campaign. The exact timing of the quid and the pro quo is murky but if memory serves it was a critical six month time frame when Trump and Rudy became “pals” and the SDNY investigation quickly lost steam. And eventually petered out.

Rudy of course as we know became heavily involved in Trump World once Trump ran for office and we all saw his implosion. It was so spectacular even long-time friends and supporters ran from him like those people in a 1960s Godzilla movie.  It might have taken a while but Rudy succumbed to the ‘Everything Trump Touches Dies’ Syndrome.  He’s broke and broken down in every way.

Look, I need a cane or a walker and I still have falls. I can sure as hell relate to the way he’s walking in that clip. At least I have medical reasons for being disabled. Years of abuse of my body in sports, being a Marine grunt and not taking the care I should once I was in my forties and beyond sometimes doing physically demanding tasks. And then getting so consumed by my job after transferring to North Carolina my already worn out body got ravaged when I let my management of my diabetes go to hell. Working eighty plus hours a week and on 24/7 call managing treatment of developmentally disabled adults one lasting effect of waiting too long to accept what I knew were problems developing I was left with severe neuropathy in my feet and lower legs.  Nerves, once damaged in that way never get better. The best you can do is do what you’re supposed to to prevent it from getting worse.

So I too, fall but mostly it’s my own damn fault because of a lifetime of ignoring advice from those who knew what they were talking about telling me it would catch up to me.

At least I’ve tried to live a good life with much of it devoted to helping others and working on worthy causes. Rudy has not.  He’s partied and boozed way too much for way too long and perhaps burned the candle at both ends working towards dishonorable ends.  So seeing him feebly walking along and falling like that I don’t feel an ounce of sympathy for him. Frankly, I see this type of thing happening to him at home in the not too distant future. Him being one of the actors crying out ‘Help – I can’t get up’ in those commercials. And with the life he’s lived just laying there for a day or more. Perhaps never to get up or be  helped up. Being carried out, and not to an ER but to the morgue.

Yep, that video clip sums up Rudy perfectly. No wonder he’ll never be allowed within a hundred yards of Trump ever again. I used to be a better person than I’ve become in the era of Trump. I know that part of me should feel at least a tiny bit of sympathy for him but I can’t summon up any at all.

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