EPIPHANY OF THE DAY

 LIES

 David Letterman once commented that, in a professional wrestling match in New York City, one participant beaned another with a metal chair, creating all sorts of blood, and requiring officials to rush the recipient to the hospital.

“And there wasn’t one word about it in the New York Times this morning.”

It is that way with election news these days. One candidate simply stands before a microphone and spouts lies.

And more lies.

And more lies.

And more lies, each easily disclosed with a few computer strokes.

Over time, they become more bizarre and, well, weird. They tell of crowds that don’t exist, or do, of economies that were the greatest in the history of the world, of imaginary crime rates, of dangers far from imminent, and mostly just plain, unadulterated, out-of-this-world bullshit.

And the press treats them like the rantings of a Hulk Hogan or Jake the Snake.

“It’s just him,” the say. Whatcha gonna do?”

For one, we might remind ourselves that this is the person who seeks the most powerful job on the planet, one that makes Oprah Winfrey sound like a street corner preacher.

In other words, it is a serious matter. That red phone sits on the desk in the office he seeks.