Julianne Malveaux: Trump falls apart

(TriceEdneyWire.com)—I rarely think of Irish poets, but I could not help thinking of William Butler Yeats (1865-1939) as I watched the 45th& president unravel during his debate with Vice President Kamala Harris.& The Irish poet wrote: Turning and turning in the widening gyre& & & The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere& & & The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst& & & Are full of passionate intensity. The nation watched a man, once full of arrogance and bluster, reduce himself to a blubbering buffoon who offered unproven accusations of immigrants eating dogs and cats to a nation that craved specificity about public policy.& We watched a man who scowled and grimaced for nearly two hours while his joyful (yes, joy) opponent smiled and relaxed into her power.& We watched a man who once boldly stalked candidate Hilary Rodham Clinton onstage, nearly cower when a confident Kamala Harris strode over to him and outstretched her hand in a gesture of courtesy and gentility.& The former president was a shadow of his legendary self...