But I never knew as bad as it would be, I never knew it would be this vile, that it would be this bad, that it would be this vicious. Nevertheless, I take all of these slings and arrows gladly for you — gladly.
I take them for our movement so that we can have our country back. Our great civilization here in America, and across the civilized world has come upon a moment of reckoning. – Donald TRUMP’s October 12th Speech in West Palm Beach, Florida
The denouement of the serial drama, Make America Great Again, is now upon us. Donald TRUMP, the seething protagonist of this tragicomedy, has reached that crucial moment of existential crisis, when the sheer force of mortality is revealed, its gravity crushing, its implications punishing, all pretense of reality cast aside, and madness prevails. To be or not to be, that is the current state of Donald TRUMP, a performance carried to the extreme and pushed over the edge, into the abyss of political misfortune.
As the 24/7 media coverage churns away, you can hear the deep and ominous drumbeat, as TRUMP’s fateful journey marches relentlessly downward, the merrily sinister cast of The Deplorables in tow, as they collectively prepare themselves, until the end of time, for an eternity of wailing and self-mutilation within the circular confines of the Inferno. In the rhythmical pounding of TRUMP’s existential meltdown, as he is helplessly slinging insults and threats in all directions, his Angry Accusers descend on him like bats streaking in the horror of the dark night. The late great golden anti-hero, the self-proclaimed man of the people and slayer of the dragon elite, finds his sordid history of gropes has crept up from behind, karmically grabbing him by the balls, as he twists and writhes in horror and pathetic agony.
Who knew? Who could have imagined that Make America Great Again had the stuff of real drama?! Who would have thought that TRUMP’s post reality tv tabloid antics would so pervasively grip the nation, the media, and the political establishment, with such terrifying ubiquity? TRUMP has achieved his pinnacle moment under the spotlight: his every move, utterance, breath, Tweet is carried out in front of and for the camera to be endlessly scrutinized and dissected. The global audience watches without blinking, riveted, on the edge of their seats, waiting for the inevitable moment of Total Implosion.
The Donald is going down hard and fast, facing the slings and arrows of an epic political miscalculation, all for a Cause Celebré going up in flames. We are witnessing a historic moment in American culture, when pop entertainment, tabloid scandal, media spin, and political arrogance detonate in a spectacular nuclear explosion, a giant mushroom cloud rising and carrying with it the disintegrating debris of the 2016 Presidential election.