Thursday, April 18, 2024

 Moonstruck

  

The conference call included three men, a small but very powerful trio of advisers to EXPOTUS. Perhaps the conversation went something like this:

 

Epshteyn: Today’s court appearance did not go well, definitely not according to plan. Steve, you promised all hell would break loose. Hell stayed home.

 

Miller: What about fundraising? Did you put out the usual ‘asks’ by social media? All the usual platforms, especially those with video content?

 

Epshteyn: Of course. We didn’t miss a single outlet. I think our base is becoming jaded, bored, disinterested. The contributions just trickled in. Barely enough to cover legal fees.

 

Bannon: That’s disappointing. I thought sure EXPOTUS blasting the judge and violating the gag order would be a big hit.

 

Miller: We’ve tried everything to get the judge to react and throw EXPOTUS in jail, but he won’t take the bait. We’ve got to come up with new ideas. EXPOTUS in a prison jump suit would blow the roof off our fundraising.

 

Bannon: I think I have something. How ’bout this: at the next court appearance, what if EXPOTUS moons the judge?

 

Miller: Oh my God! You mean actually drop his pants?

 

Bannon: Exactly!

 

Epshteyn: Wow! That certainly ought to do it. Straight to the slammer, for sure. The contributions would pour in.

 

Miller: Wait a minute. I’ve played golf with EXPOTUS. I’ve seen him in the locker room fresh from the shower. It’s not a pretty sight.

 

Bannon: No problem. I have Hollywood connections. We’ll get the best makeup people in the business.

 

Epshteyn: Makeup? For his backside?

 

Bannon: Sure. You don’t think these movie stars do their nude scenes without makeup, do you? Moles, pimples, blemishes, unsightly hair—it all has to be covered up.

 

Miller: Geez, I had no idea. Do you think we should run it by our usual focus group? Maybe give ’em a demo?

 

Epshteyn: You could stand in for EXPOTUS, Steve. We’ll get you a blue suit, a red tie, a yellow hairpiece.

 

Bannon: No time for that. I say we go straight to the mattresses.

 

Epshteyn: So, do you think EXPOTUS will go for it?

 

Miller: Are you kidding? By the time I finish pitching it to him, he’ll swear it was his idea.

 

Bannon: All righty then. I’ll reach out to the makeup artists. Miller, you make the pitch to

EXPOTUS. Epshteyn, you tip the media that something big is going to happen.

 

Miller: Let’s go for it.

 

Epshteyn: Here’s to the next full moon.

 

All three: CHEERS!

 

And so it goes in the back rooms of power. Remember, all’s fair in love and politics.

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2 comments:


  1. A fine piece of satire Chuck thanks! Perhaps not far removed from the truth. Although that fine young man, little Stevie Miller might be more likely to ask him to execute his master plan... execute someone in the middle of 5th Avenue, preferably an immigrant.

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    1. Thanks, Tom. Little Stevie is a favorite of mine, too. And it definitely has to be an immigrant.

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