Cohen’s Coherence

Donald John Trump has earned Brian Tyler Cohen’s coherent criticism. Indeed, the fake prez should’ve shut down America this past January… three months ago… when he had his best shot at obstructing the Coronavirus invasion… one, which respects no geopolitical boundaries.

My God, obstructionism and the construction of border barricades is right up Donny’s alley. One would think he would’ve felt enraptured at the very notion of posting nationwide KEEP OUT signs (even if it would’ve only been figuratively speaking). Hell, even a phrase such as “had his best shot” should’ve appealed to a demented dullard, who gets off on the 2nd Amendment.

Granted, by the time words, such as “should’ve” and “would’ve” are in play, this nearly always means it’s too late to easily solve a problem. From the vantage point of a popular Sci-Fi film, unless the character Dr. Emmett “Doc” Brown tools into DC town driving a DeLorean, souped up with his time machine invention, there’ll be little we can do to alter the past.

Nonetheless, Cohen is still a forward-thinking man. To hop onto his train of thought…

America, indeed the entire world, cannot endure even four more seconds’ worth of Donny’s worthless administration, let alone the four more years he seeks on Election Day 2020.

For the past 3 1/2 years, the fake prez has been slapping on the White House whitewash to [1] cover up his own corruption and that of his like-minded cronies / underlings and [2] prettying up his butt ugly political image for the express purpose of hoodwinking the voters into believing that he’s what? Some sort of walk on water, worthy of a second term, indispensable leader? Only his nose blind sycophants would be impervious to the stench of that Trumpian BS.

While we could unleash an endless litany to showcase the full gamut of Donny’s personal and administrative wickedness and dim-wittedness, let’s limit our discussion to the Coronavirus Pandemic, alone.

In essence, Donald J. Trump is now asking American voters to reward him for his squandering an opportunity to conquer the Coronavirus… prevent the pandemic, which the epidemiological models now predict could result in the deaths of up to 240,000 Americans!

The DEATH of nearly ONE QUARTER MILLION of our compatriots!

Truth be told, that sobering statistic is likely overly “optimistic”, too. Furthermore, it does not even factor in how globetrotting, asymptomatic, undiagnosed Americans have been, unwittingly, spreading contagion, worldwide, for many months!

 

My best wishes that you stay well! If you are ailing, you have my hopes and prayers for a full, speedy recovery. Wherever / whenever we discover a leadership vacuum, it’ll be incumbent on us to do everything we can to save humanity. Please stay safe by continuing to heed the following common sense, disease fighting advice…

[1] Practice good hygiene (scrub hands often at least 20 seconds), [2] Cover coughs and sneezes, [3] Avoid touching eyes, nose and mouth, [4] observe social distancing protocols (remain at least 2 meters / 6 feet apart [5] avoid large crowds or (ideally) just stay at home and [6] if ill, self quarantine.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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1 More Match Game Dumb Donald Clip ~ Vid of the Day

Throughout most of the 1970’s, Match Game staff writers prepared dozens of mythical Dumb Donald, fill in the blank scenarios for the show’s host, Gene Rayburn, to present to his contestants.

Obviously, this all occurred long before the real Donald’s rise to power and, yet, seeing how he has… now that we watch this game show’s yesterdays playing out today… well… there’s an added humorous dimension that’s inescapable. It tends to make one wonder if this really is mere coincidence? Of course, that does beg the follow up Q…

Might there have been a Time Machine involved… oh… say a DeLorean parked in (or in the vicinity of) the Match Game soundstage lot?

Anyway… our above Vid of the Day clip features the “fake” Dumb Donald finding new, stable employment… a prospect that his real life namesake might soon be facing down, as well.

 

 

 

 

 

Michael / Marty B. Goode

Mention the name Michael J. Fox and (at the very least) two particularly memorable acting roles will instantly come to mind… namely… the big screen’s, Back to the Future, time-tripper Marty McFly and the small screen’s Family Ties, right-winger Alex P. Keaton.

As for that latter character, we’re talking about every aging hippie’s, where-did-I-go-wrong, parental-concerns-come-true. Imagine how disillusioned the Sixties, Woodstock era, flower children, liberals Steven and Elyse Keaton must’ve felt upon discovering how their Eighties era, politically rebellious son, Alex, is aspiring to be a materialistic, arch conservative Reaganite WHEN… correction… IF he grows up? YIKES!

Even so, the politically conservative Alex did have his socially redeeming qualities. Neither he nor his parents and siblings were ever conservative with their genuine love for each other… love, which could easily bridge the political divide.

Contrast that with today’s families. Let’s call them Families UnTied. Here’s where we find America’s party planners wringing their hands while tying to figure out “safe” holiday, dinner table seating charts. You know… just to [1] keep their invited, politically polarized family members (and friends, too) at arm’s length and [2] prevent them all from engaging in altercations that’d be far worse than a food fight. Long sigh…

On a much happier note… let’s turn our attention to another of Fox’s particularly memorable ventures into the entertainment world spotlight. In our blog topper video clip… he’s the honored, guest guitarist at a Coldplay concert… cast in the dual role of playing himself and reprising his Back to the Future character. Both Michael and Marty… get to stand center stage, play to their heart’s content, wow their adoring fans by really making that ol’ electric ax sing.

Obviously it’s heartwarming to see Fox being able to momentarily forget about life’s troubles for awhile. However, we must not forget the stark realities, too.

As most of us already know, this Coldplay concert venue was… still is… especially noteworthy… seeing how… since 1991… Fox has been courageously, fiercely rebelling against Parkinson’s Disease. Of course, as to be expected, there have been health setbacks, too. But Michael J. Fox is a courageous man who still has dreams of the day where medical science will come up with either a cure for Parkinson’s or, at the very least, find medicines / therapies to better keep it in check.

Working towards materializing his dream… towards getting back to a happy future, Fox has been going the activism route to put a public face on Parkinson’s… even appearing before the U.S. Senate Appropriations Subcommittee back in 1999. From his first book, Lucky Man, author Fox elaborates on resorting to whatever it would take to win over conservative poliiticians’ hearts… that is… if politicians… in every negative connotation of that “P-word”… even have hearts. Said Fox…

I had made a deliberate choice to appear before the subcommittee without medication. It seemed to me that this occasion demanded that my testimony about the effects of the disease, and the urgency we as a community were feeling, be seen as well as heard. For people who had never observed me in this kind of shape, the transformation must have been startling.

Regrettably, what should’ve been Fox’s eye and government purse opening tactics hadn’t sufficiently startled the science hating, conservative politicians… neither back then nor now. Indeed, twenty years later these critically flawed lawmakers still see nothing wrong with sadistically taking their budgetary ax to nearly all medical research.

The very entities who are supposed to selflessly represent their bosses… the very voters who elect them… are selfishly lavishing tax breaks upon themselves / feathering their own nests, instead. Their fallacious feelings of self-importance… their ME ME ME vs. WE WE WE ‘tude is what’s upstaging Michael J. Fox and every other person in desperate need of help.