From the American to the Impossble

Donald Trump was much taken with Jim Nabors’ rendition of this song in about 1967. It le him see himself as a star. I’ve long said that Donald Trump is media made. Perhaps it would be bettor to say he absorbed American culture from the electronic media, like a sponge. The result is a stinking mess.

The only question now is when he will be discarded. While his performance at St. Anselm’s College was gross and disgusting, I suspect the laughter ofthe crowd was more akin to the laughter of the crowd at a lynching. It is not even likely that abusive males will appreciate having their bad habits exposed.

I would note that the American Dream is not only impossible, but a gross deception.

The Impossible Dream

To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
And to run where the brave dare not go
To right the unrightable wrong
And to love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star
This is my quest
To follow that star
No matter how hopeless
No matter how far
To fight for the right
Without question or pause
To be willing to march, march into Hell
For that Heavenly cause
And I know if I’ll only be true
To this glorious quest
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I’m laid to my rest
And the world will be better for this
That one man, scorned and covered with scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
To reach the unreachable
The unreachable
The unreachable star
And I’ll always dream the impossible dream
Yes, and I’ll reach the unreachable star