Out of Africa
I could not have been prouder when Elon Musk set up operations in Texas. Richest man in the world, innovator, conservative, immigrant to Texas, talk about the God Child; somebody pinch me! Then he teamed up with Trump, shut the front door! It just kept coming and coming. Amend the constitution so he can be President. President hell! EMPEROR! God save the King!
Then, right in the middle of this Zulu wedding he lost his mind and started marching to his own drumbeat. And it wasn’t In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida! You can take the boy out of Africa but you can’t take the Africa out of the boy. Ungawa Bwana! (Is that racist enough for you?)
Of course this was 21st century stuff. No guns or spears. Lobbing shots across the bow between the USS Truth Social and HMS X. Kinda reminds me of the time I overheard two old bikers talking about some guy they had an issue with. The two were in the repair section of Sears. You’d expect guns, knives, and missing people but no! I heard one say, “I’m gonna go home tonight and unfriend that sum-beach!” Sonny Barger is indeed gone.
So, in true multi-billionaire fashion, King Trump and Squire Elon of Musk trade insults before the masses. And my faith in man eroded into the Bull Dog clap. Nobody goes to jail, nobody gets shot, nobody’s baby sister gets insulted at the pizzeria. Just a who screwed who over the internet.
Well, we all knew it wouldn’t last forever. It was too good to be true. Watching all those federal employees that we’ve hated for years apply at Walmart. Chasing the gardener over the border. Watching Ellen Degenerate learn to eat haggis. It wasn’t sex but it was close.
But just as Lancelot and Guinevere, tretury was in the White Castle. But the king was wise and knew that Sir Elon was planning the takeover of the kingdom and met with his council saying, “Forsooth! Sir Elon of Musk speaks with deceit. And Prince Barron rose up crying, “Let us slay him mightily, even with the sword,” but the King cried, “Nay. For his words from the grave will become louder. Hear my words. He hath made his gold with the realm’s blessing. We shall take away our blessing and his words shall die.”
And two lessons were learned. You can take the boy out of Africa but you can’t take Africa out of the boy, and it’s good to be the King. God save the King!
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