Donald's Tulsa, Oklahoma Adventure

There was a great to-do surrounding Sir Lies A-Lot's campaign rally over the weekend in Tulsa, Oklahoma.

First, it was scheduled on Juneteenth, a celebration of the emancipation of all slaves living in Texas. Secondly, it also fell uncomfortably close to the ninety-ninth anniversary of the race-based massacre which scarred the city for decades.

Trump's handlers said it was an unfortunate coincidence and re-scheduled the rally for the next night.

However much I want to believe it was a deliberate provocation of black America, given the abundant ignorance that exists within the Trump administration I tend to believe them—this time.

And after all, it's an election year. And as that fact slowly dawns on us, it was expedient for Trump to make nice. 

But nothing beginning with Trump ever ends nice, does it?

There was the obnoxious tweet to “protestors, anarchists, agitators, looters or lowlifes” that they would not be treated as kindly as they had been in the (presumably) soft-on-crime liberal enclaves of New York City, Seattle and Minneapolis.

Now that's the Donald we all know and love.

But my favorite moment was the introduction of the waiver. People wanting to attend Trump's rally had to sign a waiver forfeiting their right to sue Trump and/or his re-election campaign should they contract the Corona virus.

For an administration bent on denying the existence of the pandemic and its extended stay in the United States, it was a curious admission that yes, it's still out there. More specifically, that it is blowing up in Oklahoma.

But this begs a couple of questions. One, when has Trump ever taken responsibility for anything? And two, when has his base ever held him accountable for anything?

Let's face it: Sir Lies-A-Lot could infect their daughters with chlamydia and they'd only pat him on the back and ask was it good for you?

Oh, the irony.

But the punch line for this sad and sordid event didn't arrive until Sunday, when Trump's designated explainer-away told us that the reason for the one-third full arena wasn't the Corona virus or Trump's fading appeal but the threat presented by protestors.

You know, the same protestors Trump promised would be beaten into next week if they dared showed their wretched, socialist faces at his showcase event. It's interesting that those out-of-control hordes never materialized, which leaves me wondering how they obstructed would-be attendees.

I guess you have to be Republican.

The story just gets sadder. And funnier. And sadder.

When will it end?