I was watching Anthony Scaramucci (aka The Mooch) in his maiden voyage as a Trump spokesman. He was smooth, well dressed and spoke in complete sentences. He tried to be charming in a coherent way. He was the personality that the business community hoped they were getting in Trump. Instead, they have a new person whose likelihood of being on that podium this time next year is slim. Among other reasons, which I will talk about in a moment, he likes the spotlight and that role is already taken to exclusion of all other people.

The other thought I had was that Sean Spicer should send the Mooch a thank you note. After all, Spicer desperately needed to leave, but in the Trump bubble, you don’t leave without being dumped unless you get a good excuse. Well, Spicer got his, and we all lose a great Saturday Night Live skit (although I think with the Mooch, there will be plenty of material to be had).

What I understand at one level is how when the President of the United States asks for your help in America, we say “yes.” Except, of course, with this President. The field is littered with capable people who decided that operating in an alternative universe was too much even for a President. The part I don’t quite get is how people like the Mooch think they can (as my father would have said) say those things about Trump with their bare face hanging out. He loves Trump? He thinks that Americans love Trump? The real problem is the media doesn’t get his message out to the American people who love him? Really?

He will likely end up on that growing pile of people who are not in Trump’s family or totally beholden to him. At some point, there will be such an obvious lie that he will be asked to turn into the truth that even the Mooch will blink. When he does, there is a fleet of buses waiting and owned by the Trumps to throw him under.