By David Glenn Cox
You really can’t make this stuff up. It’s gone too far for believability. Stay away from the brown acid! But it’s your trip…man. The mad king says, “the Smithsonian ought to portray America’s brightness!” A daunting and difficult task indeed. An endeavor without any mention of the Trump Administration, I’d wager. But just when you think you’re coming down. The man in the tv box says they’re gonna have a UFC cage match on the White House Lawn. You know, I bet it must be the drugs. I could have sworn I just heard that man say a UFC cage match and White House lawn all in the same sentence.
It’s like a story out of Idiocracy, only with less class. Why not a NASCAR Race? Not enough room. Maybe a national spitting contest? But a UFC cage match? Who? Pray tell who thought this was a good idea? Reach out to the common man with a Joe Sixpack UFC cage match. Two conflicting messages coming from one location. What does that tell you? There are competing messages and so two mothers of invention. One department doesn’t know what the other department is doing.
What can you expect from a Fascist regime but blood sport? Caesar sitting in his toga in the royal box on his large royal ass at the games and giving a thumbs down. While at the same time trying to Nazify history by sanitizing it and rewriting it for the “modern” audience. Fewer big words and less dependence on facts and analysis with a heavy portion of the blind patriotic rhetoric.
Nazi art. The original Nazis outlawed what they label as “degenerate art.” The government offered instead great hulking gothic statues of Teutonic glory. You really couldn’t offer up how bad you might think it was for obvious reasons. So, the public just stopped going to the museum. Like a John Phillip Souza march, once is enough. To kick up interest, the museum had an idea. To show the superiority of Nazi art over degenerate art. Two displays side by side just across the street from each other.
So, on opening night, there was a line around the block to get in at the degenerate art show and no waiting at the Nazi art fair. It spoke for itself and closed the following day. What can you expect? Ideological art is meant to be kept in the background, not in the foreground. It is there to remind you (Big Brother is watching you!) More machine tools for the masses! Now look at our poor imitation of approved art we get with a UFC cage match.
But why is there so much emphasis on slavery? Can’t you just leave that part out? And just talk about the brightness of America. Take the 19th Century. Take out all references to slavery and the Civil War and Reconstruction. Now, what do you have left? Not much. Slavery was the issue which tore this nation asunder. Slavery brought about secession and secession brought about war. They can’t accept the facts of history, so they want it sugar-coated like an episode of the Lone Ranger. “A fiery horse with the speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty Hi-Yo Silver!”
And for your intellectual types, the Kennedy Center honors KISS! Stay away from the brown acid! But it’s your own trip…man! I thought he said Kiss there for a minute! A country with concentration camps, with cute little names. “Alligator Alcatraz,” We’re not just Fascist, we’re also cute about it!” Gestapo head thug, Tom Holman, announces “The Speedway Slammer!” Because the slammer is in Indianapolis. The Indy chamber of commerce erupts with “no hell you’re not going to call it that!” Again, it shows poor communication, just announcing things without speaking to those involved first.
For some reason, Indianapolis doesn’t want their 500-mile cash cow connected to concentration camps. If they actually knew what they were doing. They would have had the mayor present to cut the ribbon if there had been any real planning.
Why oh, why is the king attacking mail in ballots? Sure, the king needs every distraction at his disposal and failure haunts him in every room. But that’s a mighty risky path. People like mail in voting a lot. And if they have to get up an hour early to stand in line outside the grade school for an hour waiting to vote before work. They might not feel especially charitable towards the person or party who made them do that.
It sounds like one of the king’s flights of fancy. Someone lit a fire under him about mail in ballots and he’s gone all Rain man about it. “Wapner’s on at four o’clock!” Clearly, this isn’t an idea which has been cleared by the Republican book learner’s committee. Yes, it decreases the vote count, which is good, but alienates their own base! Plus, I see lawsuits, lawsuits, lawsuits! Making it reasonable to ask, is he just kidding and pulling the public’s leg for bad attention? Or is he just waiting for the worms to come? Gone full tilt bozo and offering up crazy suggestions or naming his horse proconsul.
You can’t see over the White House fence. But by their actions, they can signal to us what is going on. Nobody talks to anybody. Decisions are made ad hoc without consultations. “We’ll call it The Speedway Slammer!” No hell you won’t! Not in this life!
If the big orange goof actually tries to remove mail in ballots, it means he’s gone too far for rescue. That his staff is either ignorant, inept, and too weak to talk him down out of it. This is government by pinball. The ball falls into a certain hole and it lights up and they do that for a while. Then the ball pops out and hits a bumper and goes somewhere else for a while. Immigration today, trade tomorrow, foreign policy the next day. He’s stopped six wars all by himself. Some of them you’ve never even heard of!
Ironically, as the king tries his hand at diplomacy, it’s a poor look. Trump’s strong suit has always been bombast, spectacle and outrage. Quiet? Studious and considerate? Can Krusty the Clown become the poised intellectual? This is Donald Trump they’re selling here, and they’re going with the highbrow sales pitch. “He’s a great peacemaker! He kept us out of war, sort of.” Mixing the messages of high toned and low brow. World peace and UFC cage match! These people definitely don’t talk to each other. Stay away from the brown acid, man. But it’s your own trip…man.
“The Edge… There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over.” ― Hunter S. Thompson
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