Convict and Commander: A Story of Unpresidential Proportions

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Imagine living in a world where a criminal conviction doesn’t even bump you off the fast track to possibly becoming the leader of the free world. Hey everybody, gather ’round! Let’s elect a president with more charges than a malfunctioning Tesla! This sounds like the beginning of a bad joke, right? Unfortunately, it’s our reality, and it’s almost impressive if it wasn’t so terrifying.

Let’s talk about the scenario where a guy with courtroom dramas more popular than daytime TV could still scoot his way to a presidential ticket. Because, when it comes to democracy these days, we’re apparently okay with a little felony here and there. It’s like choosing a pilot who’s crashed a couple of jets because he knows his way around a cockpit!

Now, hold on to your hats (or your legal briefs, more fittingly), because we’re embarking on a ride over logic and straight into the circus. Here’s a leader who couldn’t be more beloved if he’d starred in his own sitcom. Well, a very dark sitcom, where every episode ends with society’s moral compass getting tossed in the bin.

Trust me, sticking to your values is old news! Values these days are like last year’s iPhone—everyone’s looking to trade up for a shinier model. The spectacle of a potential leader rallying throngs with a criminal track record holds more weight than a balloon at a dart festival.

What’s genuinely mind-boggling? Soldiers who fought for justice now watch justice get steamrolled by the very figure they’re supposed to respect. Oh, justice where art thou? Probably lost in the mail with those tax returns we never saw!

Political campaigns used to say stuff like, “Vote for me—I have a plan!” Now, it’s, “Vote for me—I might go to jail, but I’m really good at yelling!” And boy, does it inspire confidence like a sinking ship inspires a swim lesson.

Can you imagine his campaign slogans? “From the Courtroom to the Oval Office: He’s Not Just Dodging Questions; He’s Dodging the Law!” We used to have leaders who led. Now we might as well hoist up whoever can create the best reality TV show. Perhaps the next debate should be held in a courtroom. It’d save him a trip later!

And don’t forget, folks, the sequel to the already absurd reality that could be his presidency doesn’t just end at the inauguration. Oh no, it’ll include episodes featuring guest stars from various courts, surprise appearances by old legal advisors turning state’s evidence, and so much more.

It’s like watching a reality show but realizing it’s not TV—it’s your life. And this isn’t a sitcom—it’s a horror-comedy where the laughs are as bitter as my grandmother’s burnt roast.

We’re bending democracy like it’s a party trick. But hey, this trick is pulling not a rabbit, but a hand grenade out of the hat. And guess what, it’s live! Careful, it might just go off and leave us all with a bad hair day that lasts four years.

Still, let’s add a little more pepper to this satirical stew. If charged and convicted, there wouldn’t just be an elephant in the room—there’d be a whole safari parked in the Oval Office. Wildlife documentaries would switch from the Serengeti to Capitol Hill.

To anyone who thought political satire was dead, I say look no further than the evening news where the jokes write themselves, and the punchlines are a matter of public record.

Remember when the biggest presidential faux pas was a bad tan suit? Welcome to the era where you’re more likely to hear a debate about legal briefs than policy briefs. They said anyone could grow up to be president, but I didn’t realize that included Bonnie and Clyde.

Despite all, if he runs and wins, I’m moving to a satire-free zone because there will be no job left for me! Comedy is redundant when reality is this absurd.

Source: Why a criminal conviction wouldn’t necessarily doom ‘hand grenade’ Trump’s 2024 campaign

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