You know that moment in the horror movie just when the visuals are getting too intense or in the crime thriller when the body count is mounting, that is when the director introduced a moment of Comic Relief. You have been subjected to all the visual and audible mayhem and destruction that you can handle, then one of the actors says something like, "Mom always told me to wear clean underwear in case you are in an accident." Or maybe, "he always was of two minds..." when the blade bisects the latest victim.
Well with all the GOP horror story goings-on of the past few years, the name calling, the President bashing, the idea that we are all going to roast on a hot planet, that the police are doing a great job of containing dissent and the defunding of every safety net program that feeds, houses and medically treats people, it is time for the Comic Relief. Enter The Donald. The clown prince of conservative politics. The purveyor of purely persnickety political poppycock. The man who thinks in the third-person.
By saying the most outrageous things at the time when the country is the most engrossed in the violence of the day, the mass shootings, the police choking and shooting unarmed minority citizens, the beating of the war drums for Iran, the poisoning of our water with fracking chemicals, the modification of our food to make it produce its own insecticides, the denial of science, and the alleged persecution of Christians, HE makes people sit back and revel with a smugness of superiority.
His entire presence speaks of nonsensical solutions to imminent problems that are and will continue to plague this country of ours. As I watched his performance on the Fox News Presidential Debate Stage there was a distinct air of Andy Kaufman wafting around the podiums. Andy made his fame and fortune by being as outrageous as possible even to the point of getting himself smacked down by a professional wrestler. He did not care, it was publicity.
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