MAYDAY 1603: SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 30, 2019

“Just as rearview mirrors bend space-time so that objects you’ve sped away from remain closer than apparent there once was a time

when The Don seemed like harmless fun. In days of an Apprentice, president. Who knew what tricks … had up its sleeve, time?”

“Who ever knows what tricks has, up its sleeve, time? Just as rearview mirrors bend space-time so that objects you’ve sped from apparent,

to be closer, there once was a time when Don seemed harmless, fun. In the halcyon days, of an Apprentice, president.”

“Alas — halcyon days — no more. No one ever knows, what in the hell, time’s up to. There once was a time when I was fun — now — I’m not no

fun, anymore. Not even funny, except to my base. A base, deplorably entertained by me. That’s an indictment … I know.”

“I read the screenplay and it blew me away. I’d say it’s coming to Broadway. It’s coming, to Broadway. It’s got to come, to Broadway.

Broadway may be the best way to chronicle these MAYDAYS. These halcyon days, no more. No one ever knows — alas — the way.”

“Alas my halcyon days if they ever were, are no more. No one ever knows what in the hell, time, it is. I’m not fun, anymore — not even funny

— to my base. A base, deplorably, entertained by me. And that’s a telling indictment I know, of me.”
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“Alas my halcyon days if they ever were, are no more. No one ever knows what in the hell, time, it is. I’m not fun, anymore — not even funny

— to my base. A white supremacist base, deplorably entertained, by me. That is a telling indictment I know, of me.”

“Whether it’s a wonderful time to be alive, depends. It depends on one’s circumstances. Where ye are and where ye may escape to when one

needs an escape from threats, existential. When threats like war, famine and climate change threaten, where goes, one?”

 

 

 

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