How to Curb Power Drunkards/Junkies?


Whenever folks wind up publicly intoxicated and/or high on potent alcohol/powerful drugs, the cops are under orders to confine these boozers / stoners; to ensure they do no harm to society and themselves.

Might a similar strategy work to protect us from drunk/stoned on power politicians? We are speaking of the type who endanger public safety / health by trotting out their insane policies, which defy/outlaw commonsense, disease mitigating measures such as mask wearing and social distancing; and oft even discourage vaccinations

And what about all of the empowered politically impaired, prone to perpetuate Donald J. Trump’s Big Lie that “widespread voter fraud” had caused him to lose the 2020 Election? Could it not be reasonably argued that Drunkard Donny’s utterly unsubstantiated accusations had infuriated his cult to the point where they went berserk and stormed the U.S. Capitol on January 6, 2021.

Most assuredly, that insurrection did do harm to the cops, the rioters, themselves, and to society as a whole!

I mean, ever since January 6th, inarguably, my sense of security has been shot to hell; so much so, that I’m now overwhelmed by feelings of intense, chronic angst. Now if that fails to define harm, I don’t know what would.

Granted, my above solution is a bit of a joke but, for a nanosecond, it did make me smile and chuckle; and that’s not been a regular occurrence; ever since Dumb / Drunk Donald’s Inauguration Day 2017.



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Dumb Donald: Drunk on Power!

For optimal effect, prior to playing back the clip, above, read the set up, below…

From 1973 – 82, long before the Real Donald became a (four-letter) household word, we found the clever (clairvoyant?) Match Game writers submitting Dumb Donald scenarios for emcee Gene Rayburn to recite to the panelists, contestants and all who were playing along in the home and studio audiences… situations such as…

Rayburn: Dumb Donald is soooooo dumb…
Audience: How dumb is he?
Rayburn: He thought Twelve O’Clock High was a movie biography of _____.

Soooooo… just how, pray tell, does Dumb Donald’s dumbness match the Real Donald’s (and vice versa)?

Well, it’s not all that obvious unless one already is… or becomes… familiar with Twelve O’Clock High’s WW-II storyline. Admittedly, as a pacifist, I’m not into flicks that glorify war’s regimented violence… and, for that matter, any other violence!

Nonetheless, I still needed to gain a better understanding re this day’s Match Game subject matter. Ergo, earlier today, courtesy of YouTube, I viewed Twelve O’Clock High, in its entirety. Almost immediately, I became impressed by the narrative’s depth… how this focused more upon soldier burn-out issues and downplayed the actual battle scenes. The screenplay writer even tacked on the dogfight between the U.S. Air Force and Nazi Germany Luftwaffe as almost a film ending afterthought.

Wikipedia, in meticulous detail, tells the rest of the story… e.g., relates how the U.S. Library of Congress considers Twelve O’Clock High culturally, historically and aesthetically significant. That very essay even mentions how the film remains “widely used in both the military and civilian worlds to teach the principles of leadership.”

Soooooo… Voilà! We’ve got a Match!

Real Donald is soooooo intoxicated with power…
How intoxicated with power is he?
He’d not recognize the principles of leadership if
they jumped up and bit him on his fat Fascist fanny!

Real Donald is soooooo headstrong…
How headstrong is he?
His backward emanations mind melded with those
bygone Match Game soothsayers; so much so that…

They created this Twelve O’Clock High scenario which, in turn, showcases the shallowness of both Donalds, which, in turn, cues the celeb panelists’ inebriation-related responses. But, will they match contestant Pat’s response? Let’s scroll up and click playback to find out…


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Recommendation: Seeing how pandemic shuttered cineplexes have left us with nothing to view and plenty of time on our hands, why not check out Twelve O’Clock High for yourself?







A Dickensonian Intervention? ~ Vid of the Holiday

Might what ails the Trumpster be cured by an intervention… courtesy of Charles Dickens’ Ghosts of Christmas Past, Present and Yet to Come? Of course, seeing how [1] Donny doesn’t read, [2] has the attention span of a doorknob, [3] glues his vacuous eyeballs only to his big screen TV and [4] our clip, above, takes less than two minutes to PB… hmm…

Would you not agree that an emailed link to this YouTube clip would be the perfect gift for the man who has nothing?