Donald pulled his coronation inauguration team
together.
“OK, now, I want my ceremony to be a lot cleaner than
the last two.”
“What do you mean by, ‘cleaner’, Sir?”
“I mean fewer ‘smudges’ up there on the platform. Fewer of those ‘dirty’ looking faces. You know, fewer servants and field hands.”
The aide was still confused. “Sir, are you trying to say you don’t want African Americans on the platform?”
Donald exploded. “Damn it. This is the white peoples’ ceremony for the White House, and I don’t need any welfare cheats on my platform.”
“Sir, those people are Congressmen, Senators, and
Supreme Court Justices. You can’t throw
them off.”
“Didn’t we fight a whole war just to show those slaves, and teach them to keep their place? I thought I heard that.”
“Mr. Trump, the slave states lost that war.”
“Not if you look at who elected me. Bigly. And not if you see which flags are flying at my rallies. Stars and Bars. Lots. Big flags. On big pick ups. And, speaking of flags—you know those stars up there in the corner of the ‘Murican flag? Don’t they, some way, stand for the states?”
“Yes, Sir. One star for each of the fifty states in the union.”
“Didn’t we fight a whole war just to show those slaves, and teach them to keep their place? I thought I heard that.”
“Mr. Trump, the slave states lost that war.”
“Not if you look at who elected me. Bigly. And not if you see which flags are flying at my rallies. Stars and Bars. Lots. Big flags. On big pick ups. And, speaking of flags—you know those stars up there in the corner of the ‘Murican flag? Don’t they, some way, stand for the states?”
“Yes, Sir. One star for each of the fifty states in the union.”
“First of all, never say ‘union’ to me. Dirty word. Sad. Second, for the flags on my day, take off any star that stands for a state that didn’t vote for me. Start right now making them sorry. So sorry. Sad. Anyway, do we need all of those stripey banners and things all over. Can’t we just have white stuff? White drapes. White banners. And maybe a cross with a fire?”
“Sir, the Red, White, and Blue bunting is kind of
traditional.”
“But I like white.
With some gold trim.”
Donald stopped for thought. “And I get music, don’t I? Good music. My special song. ‘Heil to the Chief.”
“Yes, sir. The Marine Band, known as ‘The President’s Own’ plays for the ceremony.”
Donald stopped for thought. “And I get music, don’t I? Good music. My special song. ‘Heil to the Chief.”
“Yes, sir. The Marine Band, known as ‘The President’s Own’ plays for the ceremony.”
“No.”
“No? Sir?”
“I want the Navy Band. Keep with the theme. The Navy Band uniforms are white. Go with the white. And these are the songs they can play:
“I want the Navy Band. Keep with the theme. The Navy Band uniforms are white. Go with the white. And these are the songs they can play:
"White Christmas"
"White on White (lace on satin)"
"A Whiter Shade of Pale"
"White Lightning"
"The White Cliffs of Dover"
"Red Necks, White Socks, and Blue Ribbon Beer"
"When the White Lilacs Bloom Again"
"A White Sport Coat and a Pink Carnation"
"Cherry Pink and Apple Blossom White"
And maybe some of Putin’s favorites. I’ll have to ask him.”
“Anything else, Sir?”
“Yes. Talk to the Chief Justice about his robe. That black robe he wears is so dull. So not Trump. Ask him if he can’t wear a white robe to swear me in. If he doesn’t have a white robe, tell him to borrow one from David Duke. He has plenty. And a matching hat, I think.”
“Sir, will Mr. Duke be invited?”
“He was one of my biggest fans. We see eye to eye. And one last thing, I won’t be repeating the oath with the Justice, I’ll be Tweeting it out. If people want to see it, have them look at Twitter. I’ll be making some comments about people I don’t like who snuck in, too.”
“Sir, I don’t think you should take your iphone onto the platform.”
“You’re Fired!”
“Anything else, Sir?”
“Yes. Talk to the Chief Justice about his robe. That black robe he wears is so dull. So not Trump. Ask him if he can’t wear a white robe to swear me in. If he doesn’t have a white robe, tell him to borrow one from David Duke. He has plenty. And a matching hat, I think.”
“Sir, will Mr. Duke be invited?”
“He was one of my biggest fans. We see eye to eye. And one last thing, I won’t be repeating the oath with the Justice, I’ll be Tweeting it out. If people want to see it, have them look at Twitter. I’ll be making some comments about people I don’t like who snuck in, too.”
“Sir, I don’t think you should take your iphone onto the platform.”
“You’re Fired!”

