The gun on the table

Trumpism: Offshoot of the Real Cult, Modern Conservatism

Thanks to Charles Pierce.

The Devil drives an Acura

This reminds me of the old Mr. Dirt (pictured below) TV commercials wherein an unshaven, scruffy Mr. Dirt sold engine oil for Mobil. 

Soon Mobil dumped the commercials when they realized that maybe Mr. Dirt wasn't the best public image for the corporation. Acura's "man of wealth and taste" is the Devil, a cool, sophisticated motorist who drives an Acura.

Sympathy for the Devil

Please allow me to introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

I've been around for a long, long year

Stole many a man's soul to waste

And I was 'round when Jesus Christ

Had his moment of doubt and pain

Made damn sure that Pilate

Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name

But what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game

I stuck around St. Petersburg

When I saw it was a time for a change

Killed the czar and his ministers

Anastasia screamed in vain...

I watched with glee

While your kings and queens

Fought for ten decades

For the gods they made

I shouted out,

"Who killed the Kennedys?"

When after all

It was you and me

(Who who, who who)

Let me please introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

And I laid traps for troubadours

Who get killed before they reached Bombay

(Woo woo, who who)

Just as every cop is a criminal

And all the sinners saints

As heads is tails

Just call me Lucifer

'Cause I'm in need of some restraint

(Who who, who who)

So if you meet me

Have some courtesy

Have some sympathy, and some taste

(Woo woo)

Use all your well-learned politesse

Or I'll lay your soul to waste...

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