Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Surreality Television

The theatre of the macabre that is the Trump Administration continues to play out on the 24-hour news networks like a non-stop binge of House of Cards that’s on every channel. The recent shakeup rivals the infamous Saturday Night Massacre, with a touch of The Godfather thrown in for dramatic effect. Seriously, doesn’t “Tony da Mooch” sound like a character from The Sopranos? He hit the ground running, taking out Sean Spicer and Reince Priebus, then got the Judas Kiss himself before Stephen Colbert and Randy Rainbow even had a chance at him. On the bright side, “Bohemian Rhapsody” has never enjoyed such popularity.

It’s just like Celebrity Apprentice, only we don’t actually get to see The Donald look into the camera and say, “you’re fired.” He’s lied to the American people at every turn with a pitch that P.T. Barnum would be proud of, and now that he’s on top of the world, he doesn’t have the first idea what he’s doing. We’re just one tweet away from Defcon 5. Just. One. Tweet.

As his administration sinks deeper and deeper into the swamp he promised emptily to drain, it’s like he’s dumped toxic waste into the swamp instead. The lies keep mounting, and he doesn’t even try to be convincing. One example is his fabricated phone call from the president of the Boy Scouts telling him that was the best speech ever, when more likely the Scoutmaster In Chief wanted to chastise him using language a Boy Scout shouldn’t use. He wasn’t addressing the Boy Scouts, he was addressing the Trump Youth, at least in his mind, and basically took a dump on everything scouting stands for. Then he claims the president of the Boy Scouts called him to tell him it was the best speech ever. The Boy Scouts say they did no such thing. In a contest to decide who’s telling the truth, I’ll take a Boy Scout’s word over Donald Trump’s hands down.

At their next Jamboree, the Boy Scouts may want to reconsider their standing practice of inviting the President to speak.

The problem with Donald Trump is that he ran a campaign of ignorance and hate, and now that it got him elected, he doesn’t know what to do. So he’s just kept on campaigning, perseverating about how he won when nobody is challenging that fact. He screams “fake news” at every news story he doesn’t like, and my bet is the American people aren’t going to fall for it more often. Now he’s got Robert Mueller crawling up his ass with an electron microscope, and Donald’s panicked reaction is that of a guilty party who knows the jig is up. His approval is already hitting new record lows, even among the Republicans who voted for him. Caesar had his Brutus, Charles I his Cromwell. Donald Trump is going to have his Robert Mueller, and the sooner we drag the skeletons out of the Trump family closets, the sooner we can impeach this madman before his ineptitude gets us all killed, or worse.