Sunday, December 6, 2020

Don Quixote, The Man of Mar-a Lago

Once upon a time, meaning today, we find our protagonist tilting at voting machines, traveling on his faithful steed Air Force One, railing at his invented reality.

The man of Mar-a-Lago, in his (k)nightly quest, sleeps fitfully, causing his brain to atrophy as it spits out endless tweets of man's inhumanity to one man. He is consumed by his anger and has gone stark raving mad. 

Armed with his red tie and a few defining adjectives and adverbs he sets out to punish the wicked (everyone who does not kiss his ring) and wrong every right. 

He is accompanied on his misadventures by his faithful squire, Rudy, who earlier in his existence, was on his own mythical quest in relentless pursuit of  "A noun, a verb and 9/11." Don has promised the secret of proper hair coloring as Rudy's just reward. The beleaguered man of Mar-a-Lago cries out for retribution against those who do not see the universe through his squinty eyes. 

Villains abound in every corner, all conspiring against him, the vote tabulators and their lieges, in various hideous shapes and sizes, those who would abandon him in his time of greatest need.

His hour upon the stage now in its last curtain call, his majesty having been all but finally pilfered, Don steals whatever he can from others, taking monies from every Peter, Paul and Mary so he can lay claim to the throne in the court of public opinion (and in various state courts as well) in ever escalating bootless cries.

Through this futile quest, this journey into a land of the unbelievable and the unbelieving, Rudy stands resolute in his devotion to Don. No matter how outrageous, no matter the depths of this insanity, Rudy remains forever the faithful servant of his master.

In the conclusion to this tale, Don does not die of a broken heart, disillusioned by the betrayal of those around him. Rather, the man of Mar-a-Lago retreats to his villa and plots out his next quest. It is the remake of The Apprentice, with Rudy at the not-so-round table by his side. The errant (k)night lives to fight the bad fight another day.


Anonymous said...

A real Shakespearean tragedy


Anonymous said...

Don Quixote’s Impossible Dream (🎼)has him willing “to march into hell for a heavenly cause.” We can only hope this Don marches straight from the White House to jail with his trusted Rudy by his side.
....I hope and pray that it is not our impossible dream to finally “fight the unbeatable foe” and to “right the unrightable wrong(S).....”


Anonymous said...

This is a great one.