Long story, short.*
Obviously, I have opened the way with this series to focus on the bane of modern mankind (and womankind, of course) — the would-be emperor, or self-styled president of the world.
Having gamed the system well enough to be re-elected, the carefully placed chess pieces are now being pushed around willy-nilly, as if confusion itself were the tactic.
Fogy once played a game of chess against a well-versed opponent who lost the first round and, in anger, demanded a proper match rather than the random, unpredictable way Fogy had just demonstrated. Never much of a chess aficionado, Fogy lost the second game quite easily. The story simply shows that chaos can unsettle in the short term, but it rarely wins the long game.
The “Duck’s” plan seems much the same. Each step taken serves not the people, but the name, the business, and the family fortune — which has swelled nicely since his return to office.
And still the compulsion to front every event, to hold up accolades best left to others, dominates the sliding storm. Having seen the Nobel Peace Prize awarded to his vilest opponent in the past, no prize now shines brighter for that hungry ego.
But facts and figures thrown from the back of a fast-moving Trump tractor never withstand the scrutiny of a world catching on to his bully-boy tricks.
Brazil’s refusal to bow to those same demands may be the example others needed: that a united world can, in fact, resist a Mis-United States.
Autocrats eventually collapse under their own batons if left long enough to swing them. Even a bully-biased Supreme Court knows it must some time pause, question, and test the waters of legitimacy.
Meanwhile, redistricting strongholds only deepens the spectre of a lost democracy — and warms the embrace of Russian friends.
Is the red, white and blue becoming simply RED with white and blue? Only the future will tell.
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