He was a drama queen, never more so than last week, when he took a deep breath in front of a Congressional committee and said he was “mildly nauseous” that he might have been interfering with the presidential election last fall.
Live like you’re in a reality TV series, die like you’re in a reality TV series. And how sharper than a serpent’s tooth it was, for his hangman, Rod Rosenstein, to quote two former deputy attorneys general of different parties yesterday describing Comey’s act as “real-time, raw-take transparency taken to its illogical limit, a kind of reality TV show of federal criminal investigation.”
And in the end he is fired … by a president who used to have his own reality TV show. Talk about real-time, raw-take transparency.
I always figured that if Trump didn’t fire him on Inauguration Day, he could never pull it off. Obviously, Comey thought the same thing. If he were fired now, in the midst of that Russian “investigation” non-investigation, the same Democrat hacks who had been calling for his head last October would now be demanding for his stern visage to be hewn onto Mount Rushmore.