Saturday, September 10, 2016

A self-satire of a political campaign doesn’t need me

We must be quick to joke on a joker, except sometimes reality is in a bigger hurry


If you’re wondering when my next blog entries are coming, on either of my blogs, be patient. I have a variety of things brewing, with one mini-series I think you’ll really like; and a freelance work engagement has rather taken my time and energy away from these projects to an extent. Meanwhile, I know that being delayed in getting out blog entries can often means that they have “time to brew” and get better for more deliberation and care put into them.

But one thing that suffers in this situation is my ability to make timely remarks on the current presidential campaign, especially on the more eye-rolling-inspiring one of the candidates. But then I could ask, Does this ongoing “historical process” really need me to make satirical remarks?

For a few weeks I had a good comical routine—which I could have made a “preface” to one blog entry—to draw up about Donald Trump, based on the idea he got elected and was “plying his typical trade” in the White House. I pictured him stalking around like a third-rate “shop boss,” and his suddenly barking into a room in the White House, “Pick up the pace, you layabouts! Don’t think you’re indispensable! There are other people out there who want to work!!”

And one WH staffer could say to another, “Who’s he talking to?”

The other: “The Joint Chiefs of Staff.”

Well, I guess reality beat me to this, with his remarks—not the only ones in a larger “set” of things indicating his “qualifications” for being Commander-in-Chief—about Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama having turned the U.S. military’s top generals to “rubble.”

All this might give us some dark laughs, except the real-life correlate to the jackass shop boss we picture barking at the Joint Chiefs could really get elected.