A Coterie of Cons

It's bad enough that Trump's cabinet is comprised of ass-kissers and liars, but it's an added insult to the American public that they're so painfully sophomoric at performing their basic function of Greek chorus to Trump's bloated ego.

Now Reagan was no Brando but he was a trained actor. He could capably catapult the bullshit and appear sincere about it, but Pam Bondi couldn't spell "sincere" if you spotted her the first six letters and monogrammed the last letter on a briefcase full of c-notes. Trump's choice of cabinet parrots have all the heft and theatrical gravitas of third-graders performing a tableau about the invention of the cotton gin.

You can almost see these clowns winking at the screen when they say things like "Ooooh, thank you for letting the Sun come up again, oh, most great and powerful one!"

But Trump didn't hire competent actors to play the part of government functionaries, because actors are intelligent people who knew being type-cast as a Trump flunky would ruin their careers at levels unseen since Tina Louise (Also see: Sean Spicer). Trump instead hired Fox News cast-offs who had all the dramatic nuance of a Teletubby. But that's all the acting chops they needed because they knew they were performing for infantile minds.

Particularly the creature in the Oval Office wearing the golden Pampers.

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Dear Pencil-Necks: I realize this series of 'toons isn't everyone's cup o' highly-tariffed tea but I'm having fun making them and, more to the point, it's comforting to sit down at the drawing table and already have a concept in mind. That white, unblemished paper is scary sometimes.

And, look at it this way... you're not just getting six or (or more) lame comics, you're getting twenty-two lame mini-comics. It's like an all-you-can-eat cabbage-and-cauliflower buffet.

See ya Friday. Maybe I'll just do six 'toons and wrap the whole thing up at once.

- Lefty