Nope. Better to have remained silent. Now, there are more targets.
More targets and more media churn. Like an adolescent soccer team, the press chases the ball as one, then flocks to wherever to ball is kicked next. Trump floods the zone and the media takes off like the cowboy who ran out onto the porch, jumped on his horse, and rode off in all directions at once.
And when the press captures a desperate little soldier, they take him back and work him to death. Meanwhile, the country has moved on and doesn’t care anymore. And the tweet-storms, like fireworks in the sky, must make the fans in the stands say, “Ah.”