I never would have believed America would vote in another knucklehead like the man the late, great, Molly Ivans referred to as “Shrub” Bush, but it happened. And what’s the Donald up to now? Well, now he’s bitching about how difficult it is to be president and how he longs for his old uber-wealthy lifestyle, where all he had to do was give orders and admire himself in a gilt-edged mirror in his gilt-edged apartment high above Manhattan. Watching all those inferior little people who weren’t born into wealth scurry about far below his mighty tower. It was so gratifying and being president is so hard. Poor Donald. He has golden hair, a mighty golden belly and so many other wonderful qualities that nobody really appreciates. His mommy told him so.
Watching Donald J. Trump go through on the job training is hell, but hey, if we send him a copy of “Blade Runner,” do you think he’ll watch it? I mean, he’s such a self-absorbed bonehead with so much catching up to do and he doesn’t read so maybe movies are the way to go? Maybe it could be a movement? Movies for Donald?
Do it today. Send Donald a movie with some instructional value on DVD. Make sure it’s entertaining enough to get him to watch. If it’s an actual documentary, you’ll probably have to disguise it to look like an entertainment flick due to his apparent aversion to acquiring any actual perspective on reality. The classic “Grapes Of Wrath” for example, might be disguised to look like a sci-fi flick about genetic engineering gone wrong, as hordes of carnivorous grapes go on the attack in Seattle.
We need to get him watching as many thought provoking films as possible or we’ll be stuck with what more than one prominent psychoanalyst has described as a full-blown case of malignant narcissism for a full four years as it appears the Republicans will never develop sufficient cojones to impeach this guy.
So send a movie.
“Ice Age: The Meltdown” might be a good place to start, or maybe “Born On The Fourth Of July.”
Please help us Obe Wan Kenobi. You may be our only hope.