Time To Play Family Feud! (Vid of the Day)

For starters, in the event that, someday, some Trumpian Executive Order purges YouTube of all content, which mocks him, let’s excerpt just one of our featured, vintage clip’s comedic gems… where Larry David, in the role of Senator Bernie Sanders, forewarns…

“Look, Senator Clinton is the prune juice of this election. She might not seem that appetizing but if you don’t take her now, you’re gonna be clogged with crap for a very long time.”

 

Saturday Night Live Cast:

Kenan Thompson ~ Steve Harvey
Kate McKinnon ~ Kellyanne Conway
Margot Robbie ~ Ivanka Trump
Bobby Moynihan ~ Gov. Chris Christie
Beck Bennett ~ Vladimir Putin
Larry David ~ Sen. Bernie Sanders
Cecily Strong ~ Lin-Manuel Miranda
Melissa Villaseñor ~ Sarah Silverman
Darrell Hammond ~ XXX POTUS Bill Clinton

That said, if you haven’t already done so, let’s click playback to play Family Feud… and laugh our butts off. But, do stick around for the reality check that follows… especially if you’re an American voter, who assumes Joe Biden is a shoo-in.

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When the above, Saturday Night Live sketch was first posted, way back on October 2, 2016, it was so easy to LOL at the very notion of Donald J. Trump ever defeating Hillary Clinton.

Little doubt, Clinton, who was thought to be on the fast track to the Oval Office, was laughing, too. But, in the end, Trump got the last laugh. Such a monumentally unfunny outcome doth remind us of Aesop’s fable, The Tortoise and the Hare… i.e., his moral which addresses the issue of overconfidence, thusly…

“Don’t brag about your lightning pace, for
Slow and Steady won the race!” [read more]

Of course, a more apt description of Trump would be Slow and UN-Steady / UN-Stable.

Anyway, we can only hope that Biden’s poll numbers, which predict he’ll trounce Trump, have not resulted in anyone’s overconfidence, especially the voters’.

Granted, the polls are probably correct, but, taking Donny for granted is always dangerous. How dangerous is it?

Just ask shrink and author Mary Trump. Her recently published tell-all, right in the title, itself, characterizes her unfunny Uncle Donny as the “World’s Most Dangerous Man”. The purpose of her exposé is edification on a level that’s veritably Aesopian. More to the point, it’s fair to assume Dr. Trump isn’t laughing.

 

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Dumb Donald’s Guerilla Warfare

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 (perhaps even clairvoyant) Match Game writers submitting dozens of 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…

“The Army Sergeant said, ‘Private Dumb Donald is so dumb, I told him
we were going to study guerilla warfare, so he showed up with a _____.’”

Granted, the responses of this episode’s celeb panelists and contestant do wind up tapping more into the guerilla / gorilla wordplay rather than foreseeing the Real Donald’s psychotic, unpatriotic and politically opportunistic flaws. Even so, they do loosely tie into our discussion.

In the players’ defense, who could’ve ever, in their worst night terrors, dreamed up a POTUS waging his private guerilla war AGAINST America… i.e., first, willfully invading U.S. cities… deploying his private army / goons… for the express purpose of trampling peaceable protestors’ 1st Amendment Rights AND, next, incorporating his war zones’ film footage into his deviously crafted, campaign commercials… ads a.k.a. his last ditch, futile attempt to (superficially) man up his flaccid image. And that’s really dumb!

The Real Donald’s estranged niece, author and shrink Mary Trump would likely concur. In her recently published expose… Too Much and Never Enough: How My Family Created the World’s Most Dangerous Man… she relates how her Uncle Donny had cheated… hired a pal, Joe Shapiro, to take an SAT test for him.

Once again, that was… still is… really dumb. How dumb is it?

It’s doubtful that the Real Donald ever attended any courses that would’ve taught him how warfare… be it guerilla, conventional or nuclear… be it foreign or civil… should always be the very last option on the table and… more to the point… is a monumentally dumb way to attempt snagging a second term.

The only thing dumber would be if too many dumb voters buy into such chicanery.

If poetic justice rules, come Election Day 2020, the Real Donald will wind up slipping on the proverbial, metaphorical banana peel and, in defeat, fall flat on his fat Fascist fanny.

Let’s playback our Match Game clip to discover the rest of the story… i.e., how many celebrities Mr. Rayburn’s contestant will match…

 

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Daddy’s Little Girl

So… just how insensitive… slash… out of touch with reality is Daddy Donny’s little girl Ivanka?

Hmm…

It’d be no yuge shocker, were we to spot her frantically hoofing IN CIRCLES, while planning her daddy dearest’s next gaudy, gold-plated, tasteless dinner party… slash… shameless, reelection fundraiser. In her weak defense, she’d be pacing about in the OVAL OFFICE, so what other way would there be?

Most likely, her dual dilemma would revolve around…

What color evening gown gown to wear and whether to serve white or red wine.

Further complicating her choices… [1] it’s sooooo tough to schedule a bash against the backdrop of the COVID-19 deaths of 142,000 Americans (and still counting), who’ve needlessly suffered and died during the pandemic of her sadistic daddy’s own making and [2] within the dank recesses of his ignorance and narcissism mucked up head, he doth fancy himself a heroic leader… you know… just because his numbers… his death toll numbers… have yet to rack up a “cool” one million.

First and foremost, Ivanka knows clashing with Daddy’s dinner guests’ attire would be a YUGE NO-NO! They’re certain to be decked out in their brown shirts adorned with swastika armbands and white robes accessorized with white hoods.

Hmm…

Why risk pissing off Martha Stewart and the Fashion Police, Ivanka? If the latter entities are anything like your daddy’s goons, the tear gas, alone, could ruin this Republican party’s atmosphere / ambiance. Ergo… seeing how you can expect everybody in attendance to be a freakin’ racist asshat… with buckets of blood on their hands, why not stick with white attire and serve red wine?

DISCLAIMER: Via this docudrama post, this blogger is applying a liberal coat of sarcasm. First and foremost, I’d never lift a finger to help this Odd Couple… unless it were my middle finger. Seeing how they’re both lifelong sociopaths, speedy resolutions will not be forthcoming, for the foreseeable future. Perhaps we should enlist the counsel of shrink, Mary Trump, who’d be far better suited to stage interventions (exorcisms?). And she MUST start with her Uncle Donny!

BTW, check out Ms. Trump’s credentials…

“Mary earned a bachelor’s and master’s in English Literature from Tufts University and Columbia University, respectively, and then completed a master’s degree and Ph.D in clinical psychology at Adelphi University, later contributing to a 2002 book about schizophrenia.” [read more here]

 

 

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