Or didn’t
I deliberately did not watch the inauguration, opting instead to attend a local MLK-day march that I found upon arrival had been cancelled because of single-digit wind chills.
Luckily, a couple of people reported all the juciest bits.
Daniela Elser, entertainment writer for news.com.au found the event summarized in the bra advertisement worn by fiance to Jeff Bezos, Lauren Sanchez. She “appeared at Donald Trump’s inauguration wearing a white blazer with her nether things on full display.”
Sanchez didn’t wear an outfit that reflected the gravity and the importance of the swearing of a president, some deferential, demure bit of conservative cos-playing and faux seriousness. No, she arrived looking like she was ready for a Real Housewives weave-yanking-a-thon.
And that’s exactly what Trump’s second term is: A reality show.
Sanchez has just exposed Trump’s second term for the phony Louis Vuitton with two ‘i’s, cheap Bali knock-off of a presidency it really is.
The Hollywood Reporter observed that once again Trump “showcased his multiple personalities, turning the United States of America into something closer to United States of Tara.” Daniel Fienberg predicted that reporting would focus on Trump’s more scripted Rotunda speech when his off-the-cuff Emancipation Hall speech was more … emancipated:
To me, though, it felt more like a Comic-Con presentation, albeit in a room dwarfed by Hall H. Trump began with the promise “The Golden Age of America begins right now,” a meaningless classification comparable to whatever phase of the MCU Kevin Feige has chosen to classify at any given time. Trump proceeded to make his way through various announcements that were leaked in the press hours and days and weeks ago, earning those standing ovations for each confirmation instead of each announcement.
“Is he going to announce a sequel to The Wall?” He announced a sequel to The Wall!
“Is he going to talk about a reboot of drilling?” He actually used the phrase “Drill, baby drill.”
“Is he going to trot out his best-known catchphrases?” There was one point at which he referred to “winning like never before” twice in under three minutes. Wakanda forever, President Trump.
The only way this could have felt more like a Comic-Con presentation is if he had shown the crowd a clip package of God saving him from an assassin’s bullet, asked fans if they wanted to see the clip package again and then played it three more times.
Certainly the dude outside shouting, “The king has returned!” would be in the front row dressed as a soldier of Gondor.
Nefandous. Word of the day. Look it up.
[h/t CHS, FC]