By David Glenn Cox
I cannot think of any historical parallels, there was that episode of Star Trek where the Enterprise went to that recreation planet and the crew began hallucinating. The madness thickens like soup as human impersonator, Ron Johnson embarrasses the Senate and citizens of Wisconsin, yet again. Johnson says, “He didn’t see any armed insurrection on January 6th.” He said more but that’s enough. Run! Run from the truth! Fantasy Land six miles ahead, rest area now open. Lindsey Graham warns Mitch McConnell’s speech might come back to haunt the Republicans in November. What??? Yeah, like a bad dessert tray on the Titanic.
So, now even if you vote the right way. But voice your opinion in a shameless attempt to cover your tracks you will be taken to task or taken outside and executed. The Trumpist gang are angry at losing their orange Bagwan and seek vengeance on those with impure fluids or impure thoughts. “Off with their heads!” It is not so much an ugly divorce but the separation of Siamese twins by a blind man with a box cutter. Hatfield – McCoy Barn Dance Tonight! Open Bar! State GOP committees are anxiously bloodletting to censure any member for impugning the name of the orange Bagwan.
Lindsey Graham is saying, it doesn’t matter how you voted. You must not say negative things about the Trump even if they are true, especially if they are true. All Hail the Trump! Expanding be his waistline. Fantasy encouraged reality restrained. Millionaire Senator Ron Johnson tells struggling Wisconsinite’s, “You don’t need no stimulus check, why not eat some nice cake instead!”
Stalin gave a speech to the People’s Party Congress and all along the back wall were NKVD police scouting for disloyalty among the membership. When Stalin finished, the members leaped to their feet shouting and cheering approval. It went on for fifteen or twenty minutes, the members hands sore from clapping began clapping with their forearms and pounding books on their desks and stomping their feet. The end was inevitable, weary, their strength ebbed the first members stopped applauding and were immediately arrested for disloyalty.
Go ahead and explain to your interrogator that you were tired. Too tired to support Trump? Who do you think you are? How dare you speak the truth about Trump. The truth comes from above; the truth comes from Trump. Anything else is full-blown heresy against the Party. Full blown dystopia, President’s Day rally in Palm Beach! Gee, do we have any Presidents in stock? “Oh Look, here comes the orange Bagwan in his imitation Presidential limousine! He looks so happy!”
It can only be cataloged as a cult. No other definition even comes close. Members redefining and denying reality. Riot? What riot? Who are you going to believe? Trump or your own lying eyes and the lying media? They still believe in the Great Pumpkin and on Halloween eve he will return to us as the President, for all of us who kept the faith. Spoon fed QAnon pablum for four years nothing is off the reality scale. Told that Donald Trump is a super genius (Superman Comic Style) the super genius has a plan. Unknownst to the people of Gotham City, the US Government is secretly being run by a cabal of pedophiles and cannibal devil worshipers and maybe a vampire or two. Trump has a super-secret genius plan to catch them all in one net. Watch your monitors; it is coming soon, any day now!
Too far fetched for a James Bond script they believe it as sincerely as Jesus tap dancing on a mud puddle. And because reality is no restraint, you can play along at home! ________ is a ____________ working for ____________ trying to destroy our country! Faux News fired Lou Dobbs for legal problems, not ratings problems. But to get ahead in the conservative blogosphere you must out crazy the other crazies. Yell and scream get angry about something! Hillary Clinton is a traitor working for the Russians selling uranium to a country building Plutonium bombs. Because she wants to destroy America. She hates this country and would like nothing better than to see her home and her family destroyed in a nuclear holocaust! She would, no really, she would. Unspeakably evil with superpowers not known to the general public. And when not having sex with children she enjoys eating them. It reminds me of Mark Twain’s quote about the Bible.
“You believe in a book that has talking animals, wizards, witches, demons, sticks turning into snakes, burning bushes, food falling from the sky, people walking on water, and all sorts of magical, absurd and primitive stories, and you say that we are the ones that need help?”
I’m sure if you reach across the aisle you can come to some accommodation with the moderate Republicans. The ones who believe you a pedophile, but not a cannibal or a devil worshipper. Or maybe they think you are a devil worshipper only not devout and only attending services around the holidays. The problem with living in fantasy is sooner or later reality intrudes. It intruded January 6th and now the paint and wallpaper crew must do a clean-up in aisle three. Paper over the holes in the narrative without ever explaining where Clark Kent keeps his wallet when dressed as Superman.
Faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive. Able to leap over tall buildings in a single bound! Look! Up in the sky! It’s a bird! It’s a plane! “Don’t worry Miss Lane. I know it looks bad. The alien headhunters are about to drink our blood in a ghoulish ritual, but Superman will save us. He can do almost anything, anything but win elections. Those are pretty much Kryptonite.