I, for one, won’t be among those in attendance at the July Fourth “sellabration” in Washington, in part because as a non-donator to the president’s re-election campaign I haven’t been invited. Nor will I be watching the extravaganza on television. What I’ll be doing is cowering beneath the bed with my frightened cat Jezebel, covering my ears and wishing it would all just go away.
As a wannabe dictator, the Donald wanted a parade of military weaponry; however, it turns out that our crumbling infrastructure isn’t capable of supporting the weight of a sixty-ton Abrams tank. Well, here’s a suggestion: Why not use inflatable dummy tanks like the ones used prior to the allied invasion at Normandy to confuse German defense forces? By doing so we could save a whole lot of taxpayer dollars and I’m pretty sure that Donald Trump wouldn’t know the difference. Nor would his supporters. I mean, they’re not called dummy tanks for nothing.
As for the low-level jet flyover, let’s just hope it drowns out the mighty windbag’s words and unfurls his extensive comb-over. Long may it wave, o’er the Land of the Fleeced, and the Home of the Duped.
