THE SELF DRIVING CLOWN CAR PRESIDENCY

To riff off that old commercial, Trump’s ascendancy to power could have been sold with the line, “Let hurts put you in the driver’s seat.”

What do Trump and Tesla have in common?  They are both trying to become successful with no one in control of the vehicle and you already know what that has lead to. 

The Tesla has killed one person.  

Trump has already devastated the lives of millions of people both here and abroad.

The problem is we, with even a modicum of decency, are not auto-immune to Trump’s head on endless collisions even though he keeps telling us that he is the greatest driver since Lincoln.

Where a self-driving car has built-in intelligence,  Trump’s is a clown car whose passengers spill out and run in clueless directions to the amusement of his base of eager, ready to buy it all children and members of the GOP who love the distraction and  the freedom that it gives them to treat the country the same way Harvey Weinstein has treated his favorite underage dates.

Trump remains the star attraction of the not so PC Barnum and Bail Circus which he thinks is the Make America Greatest Show on Earth.

Trump, whose last name could easily be Kardashian, which has it’s direct connections to OJ  runs his office pretty much the way the Kim runs her Kanye West Wing.  She, like Trump, is famous for being famous and has sold body and well, whatever is in there, to rake in the big bucks.

It’s all about the brand and Trump and company are The Boys in the Brand who dedicate their lives to literally spreading the word, Trump.

Trump, who we New Yorkers have followed for decades,  has had one sole purpose in life: To have his name splashed across buildings and on Page Six, which also could be the name of Highlights Magazine.

Page Six, for those of you who don’t know, is the New York Post’s daily gossip page, which loves to spotlight the bad boy and girl antics of the famous and the foolish which is usually the very same thing.   It is the toothless equivalent of the Penny Saver that easily would have delighted the cheap seat/bloodlust crowd at the Roman Coliseum. 

No one here ever took him seriously.  He was a fool, but he was our fool and as long as he kept doing stupid things that didn’t hurt anyone, he was there for our local amusement.  We could not get enough of his divorces and madcap and brazenly public affairs.

Ah, but what we never saw coming was his recruitment by the other circus impresario,  PT Bannon.   

Bannon was exclusively in the rent-a-clown business in search of a willing moron to be the front for his behind the scenes demolition of the American Government.  Having failed with clown #1,  Sarah Palin, who couldn’t even mask her stupidity,  PT Bannon struck gold with a man who not only acted like Bozo but had the very same hair and make-up.

The idea was simple: Let Bozo do and say whatever he wants, insult anyone he wants like Crusty of Simpsons fame as a wild experiment to see how far they could take the goof.  It was the experiment of a mad scientist who had cobbled together a monster from human parts, which included the brain of a psychopath, that as a whole, did not function normally and just might incite the rage of #metoo torch-wielding mobs.

But havoc is what Bannon and eventually Cambridge Analytica and the ringmaster Vladimir Putin had in mind.   The goal was and continues to be the same: turn America into an out of control circus, while the Soviets name their poison every time they drink to the next person that they assassinate.

Trump who has failure surging through his blood, has made a career out of debt and he is no doubt owned lock, laughing stock and barrel by the Soviets.  The Christopher Steele dossier, which blew the whistle on what was really going on, is the holy grail that has  lead to the Mueller investigation.

Like the aforementioned OJ before him, who also got away with murder (and whose most ardent supporters, which included the jury, who did not care about facts or even DNA based evidence, Trump continues to follow the playbook which is the only one in his library. Literally.  He is even using the OJ defense, by pulling a Johnny Cochran and blaming his accusers for plotting against him in a giant conspiracy.  Since Trump is a man of color, the comparison rules.

What is deeply sad is that it is working.  

OJ and Don just keep right on golfing and abusing women to their heart's delight while truly good people like Marcia Clark and Bob Mueller remain tarnished heroes of simply because they went after celebrities who the everyday person reveres.

Trump knows that there is a sucker born south of the Mason Dixon every minute and given that their true religion is symbolized by a cross made out of AR-15s, he has become the Elmer Gantry of bullshit, becoming a roadside revivalist who feigns piousness in order to whip up the flock.

And to make matters worse, he is a true revengilist.    

His inner thug baby who has long envied anyone with success based-talent, of which he has none, has now been released, like the Agent Orange that he slathers across his smug, Mussolini grinning face,

When it comes to moments of real compassion Trump and his pull toy wife,  Andy Kaufman, are beyond clueless.

They treated the Parkland massacre like a smiling, thumbs up photo op.  During his Oval Office meet and greet with the survivors,  he held a bullet point card which included instructions on how to react, like saying,  “ I hear you.” Their mutual inability to show empathy to Louisiana hurricane victims was so laughable, that they were literally sent down again to try to have some human contact photo op with the victims. This is a man who threw rolls of paper towels in Puerto Rico to those who lost everything.  How could there not be a mutiny on this Bounty?

And now the self-driving car is going rogue, hiring warmongers and even his caddy to replace Hope Hicks (which is what he probably calls his base behind closed doors).

What is ironic is that instead of running away to the circus, most, like high-end lawyers, and people who have eye witnessed the madness are running away from it.

Sooner or later the tent will fold, the high wire act will be over, the sideshow freaks like his voracious animal prodigy will disappear and order and sanity will return.

That is unless he decides to treat the entire planet like one of his construction sites and drops the bomb on North Korea, Iran and the Obama house in D.C.

Remember:  he wins by losing.

And his has always been far up his own ass en route to the cloud.

Let’s just hope this time it’s not the mushroom kind.