Marlow’s Coastal Empire

Election 2016 seems to have boiled down to who could encapsulate his/her message to the general public in vignettes as entertaining, as compelling with clearly dramatic highs and lows, and as briefly as possible. Once again, effective self-storytelling and self-selling were about the characters and not the story, policy substance, truth or reality. It was all about the more likable voice.

It came down to choosing between these opposites:

• Arousal or Factual
• Concise vs Precise
• Snakes on a Plane vs New Yorker urbane
• Incite vs Insight
• Memes vs Themes
• Fruit vs Veggies
• Popular vs Accurate
• Motivate vs Educate

Now choose your candidate.
Same as it ever was.
Now that it is decided, this is how it looks and feels to me as Election 2016 recedes in my rear view mirror.

Santas and Robinhoods promised to do what they can
Jobs, meals and help for their fellow man
Five days post-election, winners workin’ on a plan
To give us more vacation time to get a oranger tan

Deplorables voted for a few crusts of bread
Loser still wonderin’ what the voters meant and said
Voters were searchin’ for what they could not find
Candidates unsuccessfully tried to read our minds

One tried hard to keep it real
Couldn’t shake her email deal
The other, a master of the art of the deal
Got exposed as a jerk tryin’ to cop a feel

People now are riotin’ in the street
Not accepting their candidate’s defeat
True believers battlin cops in midnight heat
While homeless still shiver without a blanket or a sheet

Was this just sixty second amusement park ride
Tent show’s now over, cable news ratings gonna slide
Appointee hopefuls are hoping to walk down the aisle
While president-elect glares at news media pool’s crocodiles
New world leader gonna govern as a Twitter-o-phile
Will the Bill of Rights mean shit in this age of style

Once again in 2016, Santa got the better of Robinhood

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