The Producers is a 1968 Mel Brooks film about a Has-Been Broadway Producer who, with his naïve Accountant, hatch a scheme to oversell shares in a Stage Musical, knowing that a failed play will not be investigated by the I.R.S., leaving the con men free to embezzle a fortune from the shareholders.

Springtime For Hitler, written by an obscure and disgruntled former Nazi, becomes the musical doomed to fail. The Producers eagerly snatch it up and proceed to canvas sponsors to the tune of 25 thousand percent, knowing the money will be theirs for the keeping once the opening night reviews doom the run. But the role of Hitler is portrayed by a whacked out beatnik by the name of Lorenzo St. DuBois (L.S.D.). He plays Hitler like a whacked out beatnik. The audience views it as pure satire and the play becomes a unexpected comedy hit. The Producers are ruined and prison bound…

The Producers is a masterpiece of Black Comedy. The best thing Mel Brooks ever did. A work of pure genius when you can take the greatest villain of the twentieth century, a monster responsible for 20 million deaths, and play him for laughs.

Could be Donald Trump is playing the office of the Presidency for Laughs

Is Donald Trump a man of pure genius?

Could be. Look what he pulled off. This man is the President again!

I talked to my sister yesterday. My sister is the most non-political person I can name off the top of my head. She has a knack for raising parakeets. She’s a Jehovah’s Witness. She’s not volunteering for any political campaigns. The news channels leave her depressed. On this last note I don’t blame her for eschewing the news. But she surprised me when I asked her what she thought of Trump’s election success.

“It’s a nightmare!” she said. “I was upset for days.”

“Really…you were upset?”

“It’s just so unreal!“

It is unreal!

My Sis is right. Trump being Pres again is unreal.

Just like a Nightmare is unreal.

But what if Trumpy’s playing it for laughs? Kind of like Springtime For Hitler is played for laughs. Could be it’s all a big joke in Donald’s mind. I mean, what’s-her-name, the failed presidential candidate and current Vice President, said it herself. She said, “In many ways Trump is an unserious man. But the consequences of putting Donald Trump back in the White House are extremely serious.”

Kamala Harris, soon to be has-been Politician, but possibly a wildly successful future Pod-Caster.

If what Harris says is true. If Trump really is an unserious man. It’s follows that his view of the U.S. Presidency is also unserious.

He’s not serious. I mean, look at his cabinet picks, rolled out at a dizzying pace.

Mat Gaetz for Attorney General. Mat’s an accused sex offender and alleged drug addict (which doesn’t necessarily make him a bad person, I guess) except he liked to show around pics of his teen-aged conquests to other congressmen. These good republicans were justifiably revolted but did nothing except maybe snitch him out to Kevin McCarthy, the former Speaker Of The House, who launched an ethics investigation…which, by the way, has been quashed by Mike Johnson, the current Speaker Of The House.

Pete Hegseth for Defense Secretary. A former Fox News host and Army National Guard veteran. Not much more of a military man than Mat Gaetz is a Lawyer. But they do share a predilection for nasty behavior with women. City officials in Monterey, California released a statement confirming his involvement in an investigation into an alleged sexual assault, without disclosing substantial details on the incident or who the allegations were against. Well, not to worry. It’ll come out in the news just as Matt’s sex offender shit will come out. All the good dirt always comes out in the news!

Robert Kennedy Junior for secretary of Health And Human Services. This is an anti-fluoride in drinking water, vaccine denier, believer in conspiracy theories…a full-throated and unrepentant Nut Job. This is a guy who claimed he ran over a bear and tried to dump it in New York Central Park. He ran over a bear and tried to bury it? What kind of man would admit to that? Trump plans to put him in charge of the largest bureaucracy in the world, the agency responsible for guarding the health of all those good people that voted for old Trump. By the way, RFK junior is also an alleged sex offender. The Olivia Nuzzi sexting scandal aint a big deal when you compare it with good old Matt Gaetz’s harem of Nymphet’s. Granted, RFK is on a small timer’s level of peccadillos. But he does like to play around. And Old Trumpy, he’s a convicted sex-offender. I bet he sees bad behavior with little girls, and women of all ages, as a kind of JOB PREREQUISITE.

Kelsey Gabbart for Director Of National Intelligence. I didn’t find Kelsey to be involved in any Sex Scandals. Which is a good thing, I guess. But she has been accused of being a Russian Spy. Which kind of you know makes sense when you figure if Trump has his way she’ll be in charge of safeguarding all the top secret shit for the entire country…

You get where I’m going with this? This can’t be real. These are without question the worst possible people for the most important jobs in the good old U.S.A… It does not make sense. Okay, so they’re disrupters. That’s how Trumpies justify these picks. These little devils plan to shake up the system and by doing so make America Great Again.

Let’s be real. They aint gonna disrupt shit. What they’re gonna do is spread a lot of chaos and maybe grind everything to a halt. That’s not disruption, that’s what’s called A REAL BAD SITUATION.

Anyway, I’m done listing cabinet pics. There’s more. But you get the point…Old Trumpy aint fucking around.

I mean, this is only the beginning. Actually, it’s not the beginning. He hasn’t even started yet. Wait till he’s got his ass plopped in the bad situation room. He’ll fire all his Generals, I bet. Install those who’ll do his bidding…use them to round up all the Mexicans–the good people–send them packing. Packing where? Mexico aint gonna take them back. The Mexican Government is not un-serious. They know damned well it would be a Nightmare trying to deal with mass deportations. So what’ll Trumpy do with them? Stick em in detention camps. We’re gonna have detention camps in every fucking neighborhood. Who’s gonna pay for that? Trumpies?

No, this can’t be real.

I haven’t even started with the Tariffs.

Shit, I’m done with this.

It’s giving me a head-ache. I need a pill.

Valium Therapy Wild Nick used to call it.

So whatta we got here, a Nightmare or a Black Comedy?

I don’t know.

Maybe it’s both.

Which ever it is, we will be wading straight into it by the beginning of the year.

That’s about a month and a half from now.

Are you laughing yet?

Friday 15 November 2024

10:30 a.m. at the Office.

I’m sitting across from the Immobile Dude. He’s just sitting like he always does. Sitting in the same chair. Day in, day out. Seven days a week. Just sitting. Wait a sec..! He just rose from his chair! Went to his day pack and drew from it a McDonalds quarter pounder which he proceeds to devoir, slowly, methodically, almost painfully, like a prehistoric Mollusk. His hunger appeased, he resumes his Immobile posture. Just sitting. Endlessly sitting. I stare at him and he stares back at me. Now he’s nodding off. I feel sorry for him. I don’t know why I feel sorry for him. This is how I operate: I feel sorry for everybody in the world. Everybody. Certainly everybody I write about. Yet at the same moment I feel stupid for feeling sorry for people. It makes no sense. Blogging makes no sense, either.

Human Beings will come and go, like the Dinosaurs.

If you wanna laugh, laugh.

Or have a drink, a stiff one.

Or do both. And listen to good old song.

Like this one!