Behold. The fates and other esoteric forces have congealed and landed on DJT. When the smoke and other foggy stuff clears, what is left is a new variation on the personage. As events unfold, he will be known as “The Good Trump.” Brownstein is the force of nature behind this transformation. She is a wizard after all. She can reconstitute and reshape energy. Her mission was to bring out the Best O’ Trump. Which actually is the name of a candy bar Coolie is now selling at the Shoppe. It’s a little like Good & Plenty except it’s made of Jujube’s and jam (it only sounds bad – but tastes pretty okay.) Miss B drew on all the available magic – any less would have been ineffective.
How does the world absorb and accommodate this shape-shifting? With a good old emotional smorgasbord.
First we have the dancing-in-the-street crowd. Are they happy? Have their dearest hopes been realized? You betcha! Many classic styles are represented. We have the tango-ers, the Hora circle, quite a fair number of jazz hands (and feet), some slow dancing cheek to cheeky folks, and a hearty few doing an earth-shaking Russian Kasatsky.
Then we have the celebrate-till-you-barf folks, the indulgers who have few – if any – realistic boundaries. Let’s just say they are prone to taking things to the extreme, and then driving a few more miles. They crash and burn pretty quickly, and their group hangover is painful to even think about.
My favorites are the new true believers. They always knew everything would turn out. So they say, but I recall a number of down-payments having been made on property in Costa Rica. There were go-bags packed and practice runs taken.
All that is now moot. Since the new Trump is kind and generous and a great listener and not a narcissist. I know. It’s hard to believe.
Could this all be an act, designed to suck us into a state of unprotected bliss, only to have our property nationalized and our freedoms amputated one by one? Could be. Nah. The Trumpster is not really clever enough to be that diabolical.
But wait: the coast is not really clear. There’s Bannon, who is (I’m quite certain) in league with Lucifer himself; and the one I fear most of all – Jared the Underestimated. Donald’s consigliere is about to be given access to the world. He is tasked with reinventing the federal government and bringing peace to the Middle East. Sure. He can do that…can’t he? After all he’s a bright lad with no real experience and that’s all it takes. And – we should ask – what does it mean that Trump trusts him so implicitly. How can that be a good thing?
Grab your gold and go to the bunkers. Now.
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