Get comfortable. Refresh your beverage.
Wish me well in this journey for it is the stuff of nightmares.
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I'll be watching via Fox News so as to fully experience the concussive effects of both the event and coverage.
I will be accompanied by as many as three beers. They are gravely insufficient for the task ahead.
2.
Tulsa is a city of 400,000 people yet Trump has repeatedly claimed to have had 1,000,000 signups for tonight's monster truck rally of the damned.
Let's check in with reporters on the ground to see how that's working out.
3/
The outdoor stage built to address an "overflow crowd" is now being disassembled unused because there is no such crowd...
4/
This is going to haunt the Toddler in Chief's dreams tonight.
Ghosts will crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.
5/
The PA system kicks into a full-volume playing of a song no one should need to hear outside of once a year on July 4th. "God Bless the USA"
And out comes the Fuckopotamus...
His face is typical rallyesque: newly spray-tanned. Orange as a plastic pumpkin save for the piglet-pink orbits around his eyes.
He looks like a kindergartner colored him in with crayons.
Note: There were no such people. There was one lady in a BLM t-shirt. Not exactly Mad Max-level.
This is professional wrestling with only one wrestler.
I've watched a bunch of these. In the early days, they bristled with an angry, dangerous undercurrent...
Rambling through an unfollowable litany of topics without any connective tissue. Random comments about jobs, the military, Biden, his approval, Seattle...
If he has prepared remarks on the prompter, he isn't relying on them.
He's in full Free Willy mode. Wailing away at language like he's made at it.
Note, no he did not.
And now the bumbling fuckwit is rambling through a bizarre claim that doing testing leads to kids with sniffles getting listed as COVID cases.
Trump continues to imagine American schools as self-contained Lord of the Flies-like islands where children autonomously self-educate.
Trump is so desperately needy, so broken, he NEEDS these events the way an electric car needs a charge.
He prompts the crowd to clap for him "You're so lucky I'm President."
It's a Jeb-ian "Please clap."
Yet, he soaks it up as if it is real.
He desperately needs to feel like the crowd is loving HIM.
And that leads to an insane, prattling, drunken stumble that doesn't even resemble adult thought or speech.
For real, he has been on this for 10 minutes.
That incident has wounded his ego deeeeeeply.
He is desperately trying to rebut every iota of the filmed footage.
And now he is on to insisting he is quite good at... drinking water from a glass.
And drinks from it.
The President of the United States of America just carried out a pre-planned demonstration to prove he can effectively consume water from a glass.
It did nothing to ease the pummeling effects of exposure to this oration.
I must now get another.
Anyway, let me open my second-to-last and return to my station.
Catching us up, Trump briefly got back on script and sleepwalked through some boring lines about Biden that neither he nor the audience even feigned interest in.
Now moving on to a long, circuitous story about Boeing.
Boeing. The company based in Washington.
We are in an addled funhouse devoid of logic or sense.
The carnival barker will bark. The crowd will clap and eat their taffy.
And then Trump abruptly whipsaws through a segue from Boeing into talking about Angela Merkel.
Claims Germany owes us money for NATO again proving he has no idea how NATO works.
Claims everyone is cheating us on trade but he is super duper fixing that.
Standing for the flag. The NFL. Open borders. MS-13. Rapists and murderers.
"I called them animals. Nancy Pelosi said 'No, they're people."
It is like opening the bomb bay of a B-52 and just carpet-bombing the crowd with his most hateful, inciting rhetoric.
The rhetoric is as vulgar and ugly as it was at any time in his early MAGA rallies.
I watched a bunch of those. I watched a bunch after his election. I watched rallies in Florida and Alabama and West Virginia.
The worst was one in Alabama. It felt downright dangerous. Like a nitroglycerin of human hate being distilled and shaken.
This is pantomime. The audience is not invested. They're there to see the show. They are not emotionally raw and pouring emotion into the atmosphere.
It has no emotional charge.
It's a county fair crowd watching Lynyrd Skynyrd play "Freebird".
Part of it is that they're just so tired and repetitious. No novelty. The same show.
In the past, I could follow the emotional energy in the crowd like a wave of static electricity in the air that rose and fell.
When he hit the vein... struck that hateful, emotional chord... I could see him seeing it... he knew he had found the strings to pull... and then he'd pull.
Now, he's just talking to performative applause.
This is some weak shit.
He not only isn't really campaigning, he's spending all his time telling masturbatory, rambling stories and then lazily ripping through a few scripted, prepared lines like they're in the way.
Offers no rationale for that moron oxymoron.
And we're on to talking about Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez.
"Our country will have no energy!" if Biden wins because AOC will take away our energy.
DRINK!
The dude is absolutely terrified of windmills.
Show us on the windmill where someone hurt you, sir.
The general gist here appears to be to that The Squad would take away your electricity and kill the nation's birds with violent windmill assaults while also doing other unnamed bad things.
This does not bode well for me one bit.
Pray for my beer. This speech is an undying torment.
Annnnnd, we're on to Trump claiming we had the best economy, the best stock market, the BESSSSST.
Trump now promising he's going to super-triple-fix the economy next year after the election.
And now we're ripping through a dizzying spray of nonsequiturs.
Brazil, Sweden, Historically Black Colleges...
Throws out false claims about Black unemployment.
Name-checks Tim Scott.
And now we're on to poverty, murder, and the terrors of urban living.
Boring. Crowd seems bored.
And now we're on to "the wall".
Trump alleging Dems "gave up" and let him build the wall.
Note: he has not built any wall.
Trump now rage-reading through the scripted prompter lines.
It is just so. effing. trite.
It's white noise. Boring as shit. A dumb, drunken piano man playing his one stupid ditty that was a minor hit years ago.
I am almost out of beer and this sucks and you suck.
We will make America wealthy again, safe again, blah, blah, fucking, blah.
And we will make America great again.
Jesus H. Christmas, that was like slamming my head in a door for two hours.
He'll be happy. I feel need like I need a brain-shower of a dilute sulfuric acid solution.
Thank you to the folks who kindly slid a beer down the virtual bar by throwing money in my Ko-Fi jar.
I will cling to the vision of those future beers as I fight to regain full use of all four brain lobes after that assault.
It isn't even incendiary anymore. It's just stupid and boring.
It's like the nine millionth time you heard "Call Me, Maybe".
We get it. You just met me. This might sound crazy. Blah, blah, for the love of freaking god, blah.
His old material has no bite anymore. And he has nothing but old material.
The guy won by fomenting anger.
Now, people clap for the inciting lines like they're just hits from the old collection. "Yeah! He played 'Margaritaville!"
I am going to go stand outside and stare up at the night sky and quietly apologize to my neurons and synapses for what I have done to them.
They didn't deserve this.