FUNNY STUFF -- ESPECIALLY TRUMP
When TV offers the mug shot of a cop on trial for murder, how come the guy often looks like a murderer—not a respectable policeman. How did he look before the fatal shot?
People still live and walk around in Beijing--in smog so thick they can rake it off the sidewalk. Why is anyone still there?
Behind Donald Trump’s scowls you get the impression he’s in his glory, having the best time of his life.
Think of it--even more than serial killers, his name is known by everyone who can read.
Every word he says gets printed in newspapers. Every crazy thought that comes to him in the shower reaches millions of people within days. And the nuttier his ideas, the quicker we’ll hear them. If he happens to imagine that 81% of white murders are committed by blacks, he can go ahead and say it on—where else, Fox News?
Even his jokey hair has stopped being a joke – those forward-leaning feathers desperately trying to cover a bald landscape are now blessed landmarks.
Most important, think of his power . . . how his peculiar, unexpected renown is suddenly terrifying a lot of Very Important People . . . how some are afraid to speak up, lest the cobra turn on them, spitting out words that inflict a fatal wound. With such words, in fact, The Donald has nearly KO’d several presidential candidates.
Some of us wonder if the man even cares whether he becomes president. That would be work. In the meantime, he’s having a blast without all the bother of actually doing anything. When he looks back from the next decade, he’ll know that for a year or more, he was one of the best-recognized, most powerful guys on the planet. Even mystical.
What more can he ask from life than that?
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