By David Glenn Cox
We’ve had VE Day (Victory in Europe) and VJ Day (Victory over Japan) and now VT Day. (Victory over Trump) My heart rose seeing thousands of Americans peacefully take to the streets in a celebration of national relief. I kept checking You Tube, Washington, New York, Oakland, Philadelphia and Atlanta. CNN had a split screen of the demonstrations assuming after five days of listening to talking heads repeat the same information over and over. We would prefer to hear talking heads repeating the same information over and over. “You can attend Woodstock, or you can read the autobiography of the man who invented wallpaper paste!”
One event heartfelt, joyous and organic the other canned and contrived. CNN could have let them all go to the bathroom and polish their teeth and given the crew a smoke break. “We interrupt this breaking news to bore the living hell out of you.” In the famous Steve McQueen movie, “Bullitt” is the car chase scene that changed Hollywood forever. Producers used the noise of the cars instead of “chase music.” It gave the chase a sense of authenticity, even if the Dodge Charger did lose five hubcaps in the chase. “The Lunar Module has landed, and Neil Armstrong is about to say something. “That’s one small” …Let’s go to CNN’s Gloria Borger for her insights.”
I hereby award the Jonathan Winters comedy trophy to former Ohio Governor, John Kasich. After the Presidential race was called for Joe Biden Kasich became somber and serious. Now that Democrats are in power, he told us, they need to learn to listen to Republican’s points of view. So, when Republicans are in power, we need to listen to them and when Democrats are in charge we need to listen to the Republicans. Scientist’s studied the house fly trying to discover how it knows when to use its wings and when to use its legs. It’s called the Kasich principle, When Republicans are in charge we fly when Democrats are in charge you walk. Crowing in victory patronizing in defeat.
Every parent knows this scene; you have an appointment to give your paycheck away at the dentist office and grandma has agreed to watch little Egbert. But little Egbert doesn’t want to get off the Big Wheel and as you insist, his little world falls apart. Tears anger and a three-year old’s rage, “I won’t go, and you can’t make me!” Equivocation, justification, “It’s not fair! It’s not fair! I didn’t win.” The house lights go down in act three of an Arthur Miller’s play, “Death of a Trumpy.”
“A small man can be just as exhausted as a great man.”
The Wall Street Journal editorialized that the Orange one should think of his legacy like Joey Buttafuoco. White House insiders say, they are bringing the President along slowly. Jared Kushner has been talking to him explaining alternative post-election paths. What, are we dealing with here a three-year-old? What happened to elections have consequences, get over it!” So emotionally crippled we have to bring him to reality slowly, lest we break him. “Okay Tommy, stare at the mirror.”
“No! I won’t go! I don’t want to go! WAAAAAA!” If you be a good boy, you can run again in four years. “Really? (sniff) “I’ll only be seventy-eight. And I’ll be out of prison by then, maybe. No law says a tax evader can’t be President! Either way Eugene Debs ran for President while in prison. Congressional Republicans find themselves in a patent suit over the true creators of Jell-O. Afraid of what a wounded orange Godzilla is capable of they quake in the shadows torn between their own yellow cowardice and a scared vow to the Constitution. Even disarmed they fear him. The leader of the headless party throwing bed pans down the hallway denying them the right to do the wrong thing.
Anyone ever seen the film “Angels with Dirty Faces”? A 1930s melodrama about two boys growing up together in Brooklyn. One becomes a Priest, the other, a gangster. In the middle, a group of sappy impressionable youths (Take heart Millennials this group won WW2) the priest is trying to save from the mean streets of Brooklyn. Cagney is Rocky the gangster and tough as nails. He gets convicted of murder and gets the chair. The priest tells him if he goes to the chair bravely, he will be a hero to those kids. Cagney does his best Cagney, being dragged to the chair begging and pleading for his life a murderous criminal with a shred of decency. Just like our current situation only reversed, the President really is a coward and there ain’t no priest.
A grown ass man throwing a temper tantrum. “And you’re fired! And you’re fired! And the rest of you…I’ll let you know.” First lady by the hour, Malaria Trump is trying to talk Donald into accepting the outcome of the election. “New York is where I’d rather stay, I get allergic smelling hay. I just adore a penthouse view, darling I love you but give me Park Avenue.” You are embarrassing me Donald. How do you think the reunion photos are going to go in a few years? When they get all the living ex-Presidents together for a photograph.
Meanwhile, the Trump campaign seeks to have 180 ballots disqualified in Arizona while losing by 20,000 thousand. The campaign held a News Conference at The Four Seasons Landscaping Company and somewhere an intern got fired. Not to be confused with the luxury hotel chain this was the Four Seasons next door to the sex shop and across the street from the crematorium. For lead campaign legal strategist Johnny Walker, I mean Rudy Giuliani it was like one stop shopping torn between two worlds. Bill Barr shouted from the wings, “Wait! I want to soil myself too!” The current President publicly now and for all time, soils himself and becomes a metaphor for a child’s bad behavior.
“I feel that the dormant goodwill in people needs to be stirred. People need to hear that it makes sense to behave decently or to help others, to place common interests above their own, to respect the elementary rules of human coexistence.”
― Vaclav Havel