So the Russians have been up to no good and have hacked into everything and everyone. Respect, Russians. I can’t even get into my own accounts – this blog would have appeared yesterday but I kept being told I didn’t exist. My work website requires me to change my password Every Single Time I log on. Average time to convince it I’m not Slavic is about 20 minutes and those in charge wonder why people aren’t using the site. My worst nightmare was trying to regain entry to my Facebook account, hardly a treasure trove of international secrets, which involved me having to send a copy of my passport to California. By post obviously because they of all people didn’t trust the internet. If Mr Putin can guarantee me access to my own damned sites, first time, every time, I’ll do whatever he wants in a Presidential Suite.
So onwards to the vexed question of the Donald and his latest shenanigans. I was listening to Frederick Forsyth on the wireless, practically the only man on the planet with a brain even bigger than Stephen Fry claims his is, and Mr F was of the opinion that not even someone as dim as Mr T would put himself at risk of a honey trap. God knows, I knew enough to have checked my hotel room in St Petersburg for cameras and I’ve never been a property developer. Or President. Or much photographed.
Somebody, somewhere would like to discredit Mr Trump, despite the fact that he is doing a fairly good job on his own. The problem is that there are just so many suspects with different agendas. It might be Putin but it could just as well be the first Mrs Trump – God knows she’s got a motive and enough money. It could be the FBI, CIA or any other combination of the alphabet. Who actually does want to see him successfully installed as the next leader of the Free World? Answers on the back of a postage stamp.
The Democrat Party hate him but not I suspect as much as the Republicans. Let’s face it, how are they EVER going to get elected again after God knows what the next four years will bring? No wonder Mr Trump is reluctant to move to Washington which at one time had more deaths by lead poisoning, two lumps rapidly and involuntarily ingested, than any other city in America. So using my tried and tested method of working out who has most to gain I put forward my candidate of choice – Mr Pence, the Vice President in waiting, with a laptop in the library. I wonder if the Russians agree?