By David Glenn Cox
It’s a very prominent meeting for both sides. For the Britts for the cost of a couple of plates of Monarch chow and a pony ride, they get better treatment for their country. You know, you know, that special relationship. For the Trump Junta, it’s a chance to pivot away from domestic debacles directly into foreign entanglements. Trump, the mighty statesman on the whirled stage. The reality star on the big, big show.
The best part. The very best part is there is no commitment. The Trump monster can travel overseas and be treated well and pampered. See how they kiss his ass? Good treatment, good headlines, good eats. What’s not to love? Plus, it’s not like Europe. In Europe, they would plague and pester him with all kinds of bothersome questions about Putin and Ukraine, about Gaza and Jerusalem. It’s a part of that special relationship. Like your uncle Frank with the drinking problem. They’re family, so don’t say anything to spoil the holidays.
The orange apocalypse gets a few days out of his cage in the Windsor Ward. Get him out of Washington for a few days on a working vacation. Working to change the subject and make you forget the catastrophe coming down around their ears. Europe has wars and threats of even bigger wars. You can’t go there. Somebody might ask you something! Go to the UK, see the king. Ride all the rides. Dawdle in the 18th Century for a couple of days. Pretend you’re Eisenhower.
See how that works? You always build in an alibi before the hit goes down. ABC/Disney performs the hit on Jimmy Kimmel while the orange Apocalypse is out of town. In olden days, that would be like the president reading to a room full of school children for no reason whatsoever. See? He couldn’t have been involved; he was out of the country! Hitler went to the opera. Nothing happens by accident. If some reporter carelessly or reckless asks about the Kimmel firing the Big Baby can claim status quo ignorance with credible surety.
The Big Baby’s $15 billion dollar lawsuit against the New York Times was dismissed. The judge said in effect that whining is a non-recoverable damage. The king’s 85-page complaint was just that. Complaints demands for damages because the Big Baby doesn’t like them saying that. Trying to throttle the press. It may seem strong and tough, but it’s actually a sign of weakness. They are genuinely afraid of what people will say. This administration is strictly looks over substance.
Why, if you didn’t look too closely, you hardly could tell what a massive failure Trump’s summit in Alaska was. Who can forget blowing up the Venezuelan fishing boat? They actually thought that was a good idea! We’ll look tough and authoritative! We’re not playing around here, see? But what they got was “What are you doing blowing people up for? Maybe they’re drug runners? Maybe you have information which leads you to believe they are drug runners? But you don’t just kill people on a hunch or a looks like them. They sure looked like one to me!
The press quickly dropped the story. “Publicity Stunt Murder Case Goes Wrong, details at eleven.” Like the headline you never saw. “Summit Breaks Up with both sides angry as hell!” Failure is too mild a word to put on it. The Big Baby threatens Russia with more sanctions! Just like last week and the week before that, and the week before that. I’ll huff and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house down just as soon as I finish my cigarette. The truth is, there is nothing left to sanction. No more phonograph needles, dog treats or Rice a Roni for you, Russkies!
It is a crude but effective way for the junta to appear to be doing something, while actually doing nothing.
The orange Diablo failed to muster for the NATO emergency in Poland. Basically, all he had to do was stand up and say “here” or “present” but he didn’t do that. Diablo was a no show. And all Europe held its breath. It’s official, Europe can no longer depend on the United States as an ally. Fortunately for Europe, Putin is too weak to exploit that vulnerability. Putin has been unable to defeat Ukraine. What are his chances in Western Europe? As Abe Lincoln once reminded us, “One war at a time.” The idea that Russia would open a new war front with mile long gas station lines in Moscow is absurd. These people are struggling just to keep the lights on.
Trump is cautious about petting the dog that bit him once before. Foreign policy has been harder than algebra to the Junta. And what do we know already? Class? “Trump always chickens out!” That’s right boys and girls. That is the correct answer! It’s better to pretend to do something meaningless and be accused of doing nothing than it is to do something which turns out to be wrong.
There appears to be a slowdown, though maybe it’s just me. Like a roller coaster just as it reaches the top to the apogee when there is a momentary, almost imperceptible pause. And then a click before the cars go hurtling through space into the triple loop. A loss of impetus bogged down by the slings and arrows of outrageous self-inflicted misfortunes and disasters.
He’s losing them! Joe Six-pack and Mary Lunch pail are losing patience. It’s not the moderates or the independents, it’s normal for those numbers to dwindle . But Trump is losing his very base, base. He’s losing crazy uncle Charlie screaming at the TV. He’s losing that nut in the neighborhood with all the signs in his yard. The king’s support is evaporating faster than Frosty the snowman on Miami Beach.
In response, the Junta intensifies their efforts to militarize American streets. The Junta seeking to make some point about Authoritarianism. How perhaps it is palatable if it makes the trains run on time. It makes a clear ideological point about the Junta. They would rather try to shut you up than to try and change your mind.
It’s the worst kind of failure of leadership, it’s the absence of leadership or just the image of leadership projected onto a wall. A fake morality play, or sitcom staged (laugh track included). The failed belief that by stifling the media, they can make themselves popular. Look everyone! I’m stamping out crime in Chicago! One constitutional right at a time. Universally unpopular, but blindly convinced they can make you like it. That’s called dangerously out of touch.
“At headquarters, where everyone lived under the tremendous pressure of responsibility, probably nothing was more welcome than a dictate from above. That meant being freed of a decision and simultaneously being provided with an excuse for failure.” ― Albert Speer
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