Who’s Zoomin’ Who?

Not at all sure, Ms. Franklin.  But for certain, there is a lot of zoomin’ going on.  For the next few moments, I want to focus on the zoomin’ taking place in WDC; most of it surrounding our President.

The mainstream media is zoomin’ the President.  Every step he takes, every move he makes…you know the lines.  As the old saying goes…if he walked on water, they’d complain about his inability to swim.  It is a pretty natural thing for the press to zoom the President; but this Trumpobsessionthang that the media has submerged into is a new level of frenzy and infatuation never before seen.  He is the shiny object they simply cannot resist.

The Donald is zoomin’ the media.  He drives them nuts with his tweets.  He infuriates them with his off the cuff remarks and jibes.  He stutters their orbits with his irreverence about the way things should be in WDC.  He wins a few and he loses a few; but there can be no doubt that one of the things he just loves about being Prez is the ability to jerk the journalists around and mess with their heads.

The Republicans are zoomin’ Donald Trump.  He was never one of them and he will never be one of them.  He is, though, extremely fortuitous for the Republican Party.  He gives those on the right sufficient red meat to curb their conservative appetite and even manages to tweak their noses on occasion, just because he can.  He flirts with the moderates about his willingness to compromise, only to yank away the football as they approach for the kick.  Truth be told, most Republicans in WDC don’t think much at all of our President.  But…he is a Republican…and…he beats the hell out of President Clinton.

The Democrats are zoomin’ the media.  Their insatiable hatred for all things Trumpian has driven the media into the arms of their treasonous lovers in the liberal community.  And they are being played royally.  Their exquisite performances as useful idiots for the self-titled progressive community has not only exposed them as the ethical and hypocritical charlatans that they are; but their momentary lapse of reason since Trump’s election victory has exposed them as pathetic ideologues hiding behind paper-thin masks of the Fourth Estate.  I am sure that having once envisioned themselves as the puppeteers behind the machinations of the DNC and liberal America; they now wallow in the self-acknowledging pity that they have become mere lapdogs for the left.

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The Trump family is zoomin’ the President.  Who knows what is true or false when we consider the reported chaos in the White House;  but there can be little doubt that there is some high drama going on between the children, the parents, the in-laws, the out-laws…pretty much the whole Trump clan.  The only person who seems oblivious to the turmoil and has somehow managed to maintain a certain level of grace is the First Lady.  She has thus far managed to hover above the daily fracas and present an image of dignity and respect.  If history has taught us anything, it tells us pretty reliably that the appearance of Presidential kinfolk in the White House is typically followed with pages that are better left out of the family album.

The elected officials of both major parties are zoomin’ the people. People are being trampled and cast asunder daily in the politicians’ zest to leap upon the most recent locomotive leaving the station.  Be it the Immigration Express (permission only to illegal aliens in America, U.S. Citizens prohibited; ridership occupancy running very high), the New Bullet Train (must pass background check to ride and cannot wear clothing that makes you look scary or tough) , the Tax Cut Special (most recent tax forms should reflect that you spent at least two multiples in expenses as compared to your gross adjusted income),  or the one that really stacks ‘em up on the platforms…the Soviet Collusion Phantom (the ridership bar is very low...anyone can board anytime to go any place...and yet, all of the cars are running less than half full).    Every one of these gleaming projectiles of impressive mobility offers the ambitious and ever-watchful worldleaderwannabes the opportunity to thrust themselves into the breach of that fifteen minutes they are all seeking. 

The President is zoomin’ all of us.  As he bounces through each new day like the silver ball working its way down the machine to the dual flippers at the bottom, he sets off the lights and the bells and the whistles and he is loving every minute of it.  Captain Chaos in an Uncle Sam suit, dancing a jig to the national anthem, tweeting gloriously when the urge strikes him, playing the fool today, playing the sage yesterday, and playing us all for tomorrow.  Announcing to no one’s surprise that yes…he will in fact see about sticking around for another term.  And why wouldn’t he?  In a life that has been full of entitlement, excess, all the happiness that money can buy, and pretty much free reign to do as he damn well pleases; he has now stumbled miraculously into the best gig he has ever known, or even imagined.  Those few things he had given up on acquiring…respect, honor, prestige, being a man of consequence...have come to him in a rush.  People stand in line to heap upon him the praise and adulation he never envisioned for himself.  He is an extremely non-serious man in an extremely serious position.  He is surrounded by people who either despise him openly and are for that reason dismissed or worship him without reservation and are for that reason taken for granted.  With no reason from his friends to grow up and reevaluate his fantasy life or from his enemies to reconsider his spontaneous agendas and actions of consequence, he will simply continue to live chapter after chapter of this contemporary novel about a reality TV personality becoming President of the United States.

Who’s zoomin’ who?  There’s a lot of zoomin’ going on, but where it all leads is anyone’s guess.