President posts that Roger Clemens belongs in the Baseball Hall of Fame, NOW.

The President spent Sunday at his golf course in Virginia. He played eighteen with the retired Major League pitcher Roger Clemens and Clemens’s son. Afterwards, on Truth Social, the President posted a photograph and the sentence that Clemens “should be in the Baseball Hall of Fame, NOW!” All caps. Exclamation point.

Hon. The Baseball Hall of Fame is a private museum in Cooperstown, New York, run by a nonprofit foundation, with elections decided by votes from the Baseball Writers’ Association of America and various era committees of former players, executives, and historians. None of those people work for the President. The President does not vote. The President does not appoint the people who vote. The President does not appear on any list of bodies that have been, in eighty-nine years, asked their opinion on the matter.

I have nothing against Roger Clemens. The man won 354 games. He won seven Cy Young Awards. He has not been admitted to the Hall because the writers, year over year, have decided his Hall of Fame case is complicated by the steroid-era questions, and that is, you know, the writers’ call. It is their job. It is, specifically, their only job related to this museum.

This is a small post. I know it is a small post. But the small posts are the data. The President has spent the month of August firing the woman who counts the jobs, the FBI guy who would not turn over names, the IRS commissioner, the Federal Reserve governor, the CDC director, and roughly twenty other federal officials who, on the merits, were minding their own business. He has also weighed in personally on which singer gets the Kennedy Center medal and now which pitcher gets the Cooperstown plaque.

You ever notice how a man who treats every committee in the country like it works for him eventually starts treating every committee in the country like it works for him.

That ought to concern you.