Hold on everyone.

Donald Trump is a freak. A charlatan. A snake oil salesman. A liar.  But above all else. A celebrity. Maybe the most famous person in the United States. Maybe the most recognized name in the world. And soon to be the next president. Because he’s a genius. When it comes to manipulating the tools that make him a celebrity. The media. The news media. The social media. Every media. By being outlandish. By being a freak. By being like no one else dares to be.  He’s enamored.  By a solid base of—let me say it ---suckers. Who have little idea of what he stands for. Other than he wants to rock the boat. And make America great again. Yes, a meaningless slogan. His supporters have no idea of where Trump stands. On the issues. But they believe. That he’s a modern-day messiah.  That when push comes to shove. He’ll  deliver. They have faith. Of religious proportions. They are true believers. In Donald Trump.  Almost as if he’s the Second Coming. Of course, I’m frightened. I wish it weren’t so. But it’s happening. It’s the new political reality. In my homeland. Trump has pulled off the biggest political upset. Ever. Right here. In the land of the free and the home of the brave. And the politically witless. Despite not even garnering a majority of the popular vote. Indeed, an amazing freak feat. Pulled off by a celebrity freak. In true freakish style. Yes, that’s my take. On the new reality. Hold on everyone. We are in for a freakish ride. Happy New Year! --Jim Broede