Maybe He Will Shave His Head

There is no cure for the Touch of Death, or Dim Mak as it's known in those cheesy martial arts movies.

Legend and comic books tell us that it is a precise and forceful strike, with delayed yet fatal result, sometimes taking days or weeks to do its work.

It is subtle, quick, almost unseen, and usually delivered by a monk or some warrior priest with a topknot. Uma Thurman used it to great effect in "Kill Bill: Vol 2." When she was done, she flashed a smirk of wistful sadness.

That's what happened to Donald Trump's presidential campaign, which received the Touch of Death from Megyn Kelly, the warrior priestess of Fox News.

Kelly didn't flash the smirk of sadness. She doesn't wear a topknot. But at the Republican presidential debate in Cleveland last week, she asked questions Trump didn't like. So angry was he that he began raging in public, and over the weekend, he did what had been considered impossible, even for him.

Trump gutted himself with his own vulgarity.

Trump climbed in the polls by playing the establishment critic, even as he served the establishment's interests by sucking up the media oxygen from true conservatives like Sens. Rand Paul, Ted Cruz and Marco Rubio.

He plays the tough guy. But he couldn't handle it when Kelly asked him a straight and fair question, without any of that Uma Thurman attitude from the "Kill Bill" movies.

Bill: "Pai Mei taught you the five point palm exploding heart technique?"

Thurman, as the Bride: "Of course he did."

Bill: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Why didn't Kelly tell us?

Because she's a journalist doing her job, asking the questions that Democrats would ask if Trump were the Republican nominee.

Let the Dim Mak do its work. You can see the effects already. We're simply waiting for the Trump campaign to pick a soft, dry place to fall.