By David Glenn Cox
I’ve told them, but they just don’t listen. They’ve got to limit this guy’s exposure to the public and visa versa. Distance shots of him playing golf or just whizzing by on his golf cart. They discussed this bright idea in Rome once. Make all the slaves wear a garment or a badge so you could tell a slave from a free person. It was voted down because they feared if all the slaves ever saw how many slaves there were, they might revolt!
The king attended the US Open. Why? Who knows why? You know, the Palm Beach crowd, golf and tennis with weekends on the yacht. That other Floriduh, the one you’ve only read about in People Magazine. So, the big ape shows up and messes up security on the whole event. Putting the crowd in a foul mood to begin with. Turn around and go back home right now would have been my best advice. I learned from younger days that there are times you best not be seen out in public. That if you go out into public right now, it’s going to be bad.
So, the big goofus pops his head out and waves to the crowd. A thundering, severe chorus of prolonged loud energetic boos! Unmistakable and irrefutable. I just saw a poll saying Trump’s popularity was at 31%…my ass! The poll said something a little different down at the US Open. And thus, he should have stayed home and watched it on TV. The king just exposed himself to the truth. The boos were so long and loud they had to turn up the house music, trying to cover it up. A happy little Polka tune! Cause we’re all happy around here!
They spent all this time and money trying to convince us that Trump, while admittedly unavoidably obviously extraordinarily unpopular. He’s not really all that unpopular. There’s a solid 30% willing to stick with him. Nonsense! Tennis isn’t like stock car racing. It’s an entirely different crowd. Upwardly mobile and prone to vote Republican. If this was the US Open, I’d stay away from NASCAR, if I were him. They have broken the matrix and exposed the fourth wall. You can see the 30% polling number to be as fake as salvation in a Trump Bible.
There is no way they could or would announce the President is polling in the high 9%. They’d admit to the existence of aliens before that. Announcing 9% or 7% approval would send markets into a tizzy. But now, they have shown the public just how many fellow slaves there are. Showing us just how obscenely unpopular this president truly is. I’ve seen them all since Nixon and I’ve never seen anything like this.
People laughed at Jerry Ford as a well-meaning, not too bright guy but they didn’t hate him. The media went after Jimmy Carter in a big way. The media interfered in the Iran Hostage crisis. They presented special broadcasts to the American people to remind them of the hostages in Tehran. To the folks in Tehran and Republican headquarters, this was great news. Keep it up fellas! Keep those hostages on the front page! It’s working!
Ronald Reagan was a live action figure of an actor playing the part of a president. Just change his clothes (sold separately) and bend him into whatever position you want him. Yell “Action,” to start him up and “Cut” when you’re finished with him. The media loved it because both sides were working towards the same goal. The perfect photo op. They had the American public believing a rich old man, an old man, a millionaire, has nothing better to do on his day off than cut lumber on his ranch with a chainsaw. And people believed it!
A real imaginary fictional character created in staff meetings and then staged for the cameras and public consumption. “Let’s put him in a cowboy hat and cowboy boots and show him cutting trees! You know, manly John Wayne sort of stuff.” They presented an optimistic vision for America with Reagan DC Comic his way into the White House. They say the last days were sad, but the public never heard about them.
They elected Bush the elder because they thought he was more Reagan. But he was more cynical than Reagan. He lacked Regan’s charm and came off as stiff like Mr. Burn’s “It hurts, Smithers! How long do I have to keep smiling at these people?” His demise came at the hands of a grocery scanner. While in use for several years. George had never seen one and so stopped to investigate. Bad press all around George studying a scanner was like it was a manual can opener he’d never seen before. “You guys really open cans with this thing?” It screamed out of touch to the public.
Bill Clinton was a song and dance man. Young, hip with it! He wore sunglasses and played the saxophone and couldn’t keep his dick in his pants. The biggest job in the world and he acted like a freshman at Delta House. He embarrassed himself and he embarrassed everyone who tried to help him. President’s have had affairs for generations but never so sloppily, carelessly or haphazardly. The Republicans hated on Bill pretty good. After all, he handed them all the ammunition.
But the public didn’t hate Bill Clinton. They were disappointed in him, and they might not trust him much, but they didn’t hate him, not like today.
I think I’m being generous at 9%. People say things in polls they don’t really mean. Some 70 something percent of Americans answer as Christians. Only the roads are never crowded on Sunday mornings. If you ask, they’re Christians but if you look, they aren’t.
Presidents always get the razzes it comes the job. But a full throated it ain’t even close. They’ve got to turn up the house music to drown out the anger. That’s new! Presidents polling in single digits. That’s new too! As Groucho once asked, “Who are you going to believe? Me, or your own lying eyes?”
The phony polls say the king’s popularity is in the low 30s. But my eyes tell me nine percent. Generous at nine percent!
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