
While contemplating
the array of garbage cans
lined up along my street this morning,
My thoughts were naturally drawn to the person
posing as president these past many months:
The one person, as he is quick to remind us,
who is truly qualified–
in his exclusive world where facts are fungible
and honor has less currency than mist–
to preside over the circus he has made
of our common discourse.
A chaos clown in search of a parade,
A self-imagined prince devoid of principles
whose principal aim is perpetual reassurance
that the empty little shell of nothingness
he senses at his core
in those unsettling times when distraction fails to distract
does not represent his true nature.
The world views the chaos
and the cascading distractions
produced by this man, who conceals his baldness
with the subtlety of a speeding red fire truck,
with alarm and rising apprehension;
the pundits (or at least some of them)
view his ad hoc governing style
and seemingly irrational decision-making
and preposterous pronouncements
as imbued with purpose, forethought and planning
not realizing
that the distractions–
far from being carefully crafted
to draw attention away from this or that issue–
are primarily meant to keep his demons at bay,
to protect the man-child from becoming fully aware
of the consequences of his actions
or the true extent of his depravity.
For such a man as this–
a reality show celebrity starring in his own imagined production
surrounded by adoring admirers,
many of whom exist solely in his mind–
it is not difficult to see how preferred facts
would easily become a more attractive alternative
to facing up to his shortcomings. or, for that matter,
to even allowing the possibility that any such shortcomings even exist.
When consensus reality becomes inconvenient or problematic
what better response than to call it “fake news” and consider the matter closed?
For in the end, when all is said and done,
the fate of our country
and its standing in the world
is of little importance to someone
who is utterly lacking in the ability
to see beyond the limits
of his own personal interests.
In a world where winning is everything
losing is not an option.
When reality is optional,
a lackluster inaugural crowd
can become a throng of record-breaking proportions
a global environmental crisis
is only a Chinese hoax
and Russian election tampering
simply becomes fake news.
Regardless of whether you see the president as a welcome force for change
or a pig in lipstick,
one thing’s for certain:
The current occupant of the White House
will, in his mind, come out the winner in the end,
come hell, high water or both
and regardless of whether or not hell freezes over;
whether anyone else will agree with that assessment
is another question entirely.
Where that will leave the rest of us–
at least those of us for whom alternative facts are not an option–
has yet to be determined.
Tim Konrad
Petaluma, CA
March 12, 2018
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