#489 (Mr. President)

Reporter:

“Dear Mr. President,

how many scars fit

onto an average ringfinger?”

 

President:

“Male or female?”

 

Reporter:

“Female.”

 

President:

“Terrible question. Who is paying you?”

 

Reporter:

“The network. Would you

answer my question, please?”

 

President:

“That wall, it is going to be built by strong hands

they are scarred yes, but they can build

it. Strong, hired hands. Yes. Fantastic!

 

Reporter:

“About my question….”

 

President:

“We mustn’t be divided by the lies

of the media!”

 

Reporter:

“Sir, with all due respect, the rally is over.”

 

President:

“Is it?” (looks around)

“Then tell me, why are there stil people standing

on the hills around us?”

 

Reporter:

“They are visiting their dead relatives,

this is a graveyard after all.”

 

President:

“Huh, odd place to pick for an

interview.”

 

Reporter:

“You asked to meet me here,

saying you liked the scent of

decay in the afternoon.”

 

President:

“LIES!

 

Reporter: (sighs)

“Next question. How many

bombs do you plan to drop on

other countries during the rest of

your presidency?”

 

President:

“On which countries?”

 

Reporter:

“Iraq, Syria, Yemen…”

 

President: (interrupting)

“Didn’t you intern with us last summer?

I think I remember those cheeks.”

 

Reporter:

“Excuse me?”

 

President:

“Can we do something else?

This interview is exhausting me.”

 

Reporter:

“You didn’t even  answer one of my questions!”

 

President:

” Maybe it was the wrong questions?

I don’t care, I have walls to build,

countries to bomb and a manicure at

six. It was nice meeting you!”

 

(tries to grab her shoulder, she dodges his touch)

 

Reporter:

“Do you think you’ll ever be able to treat

others with a shred of respect at least?”

 

President: (shrugs)

“How would I know? I have excellent lawyers, people

who take care of my messes and if anything else fails

the Bureau at speed dial.”

(leaves)

© Matthias Grupe, 9th August 2018

 

 

2 Comments

  1. “saying you liked the scent of

    decay in the afternoon.”

    That gave me a chuckle. I care so little for Trump that I cannot even get into a poem about him. That’s how bad it is. But still I can see you’ve nailed him. There was not a thing you said that rang false or misleading.

    Bravo!

    1. Glad that this bit made you chuckle. I think humour can be a weapon as well as an escape. Especially from a reality where some badly tanned “entrepreneur” is doing so much damage.

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