Sourpuss

If Trump somehow wins, I wonder what happens to the Washington Correspondents Dinner.

It’s a gem of an event. Colin Jost would have been arrested and summarily sent to Siberia. He would have been “disappeared,” taken out of commission, if he had dared say such things in front of Putin. I’ve always found the event a bit uncomfortable, but always a refreshing reminder of what we have here—a system of governance where no one is above not being taken too seriously, including the POTUS and some in the media.

That would end with Donald Trump. Herr Trump would not show, or just have the event cancelled.

Imagine, for a moment, another Trump presidency: can anyone picture an event where he would knowingly subject himself to derisive commentary, be poked fun at and held accountable with humor? There will be no humor in another Trump reign, mostly because he has no sense of humor.  It will be nothing more than a multi-year revenge tour, day after day of dour incompetence on display, where no one in his inner circle dare make light of his mind-numbing ineptitude.

The strongest critique will come from some Democrats and the folks at MSNBC, but mostly from the periphery– a doubled-down late night assault from all directions. We’ll need Colbert, Kimmel, and the rest more than ever. The humor would still be present, and needed, but Trump would try hard to stifle it.

Nothing but a revenge tour. That’s what we’re in for if Trump somehow prevails in November. He’ll be loaded for bear, psyched for his own relentless march to the sea. Nothing funny about it.