The Power Of Laughter

Let’s lay it out. Donald Trump hates everything about Kamala Harris. He hates her looks. He hates her success. He hates her being black while being successful. He hates her clothes, he hates her husband, he hates her family, and he really hates the fact that she’ll derisively bring up his criminal convictions, like she’d love to prosecute him herself.

All that being said, if there’s one tihng that really pushes every Trump button, it’s her laugh. Of all the things he could try to ridicule her for, it’s her fast, easy, from the toes up laugh that’s like nails on a blackboard for his twisted psyche.

Which is too damn bad, since Kamala Harris already knows that, and if she chooses, she can use that infectious laugh to flip his switch any time she wants. And because Trump is such a reactionary, visceral *sshole, there’s nothing he can do about it.

And the best part of it is, she can use it repeatedly, and on command. For instance, if the moderator asks her a question and she answers it, and the moderator asks a follow up question that’s in her wheelhouse, she can give a merry laugh and say, Thanks for asking that, I’ll be delighted to answer that for you all. And while neither candidate can use props, Traitor Tot is going to need a boxers mouthpiece to keep from grinding his molars to the gumline.

With Harris at the mic, you gotta know that His Lowness is going to act out and remonstrate, mumble or try to yell a response. All Harris has to do is stop where she is, laugh, and say Sorry Donald, but it was your campaign that demanded that the mics be muted. You’re just going to have to suffer in silence, and watch smoke start to erupt from his ears.

But the unkindest cut of all will come when it’s Trump that’s speaking with his mic on. When El Pendejo ex Presidente goes stumbling off the reservation, or rambles something so totally incoherent, all she has to do is to laugh. Not theatrically loud, she doesn’t need the audience to hear it, in fact she doesn’t even need him to hear it, he’ll see her out of the corner of her eye, and it will drive him insane. Especially since, if this debate is like the June one, they spend a lot of time with split screen shots or angled shots that show both participants for reaction shots.

When I played hockey, there were plenty of guys I hated, I considered them cheap shot artists and weasels. But as a player you never never want to let an opponent know you’d like to knock his block off. Because if he does, he’ll make a vocation out of needling you to try to get you to take stupid penalties. And here, long before game 7 of the political Stanley cup Finals, Trump has already broadcast to Harris just how to make him take a five minute roughing penalty any time she likes. Imbecile, thy name is Trump.

I thank you for the privilege of your time.

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