WASHINGTON, November 8, 2015 – Former President Bill Clinton started it all. It was the early 1990s and the country was enamored by tabloid television talk shows focusing on the outlying dregs of American society.
Like the Jenny Jones Show, in which Scott Amedure confessed his secret same-sex longing for his friend Jonathan Schmitz on national television. Schmitz appeared to laugh it off.
Three days later, he shot Amedure to death.
Then, there is the time trash TV host Phil Donahue wore a dress in an episode dealing with transvestism.
Daytime television provided the venue through which the deviant and depraved begged acceptance from a national audience.
From this moral and intellectual cesspool arose the modern Democratic presidential candidate. And its first political swamp creature used his appearance on the “Arsenio Hall Show” to introduce himself to television’s freak-show loving audience.
That was the episode where Bill Clinton played his saxophone, badly, breaking down the wall separating those seeking the Oval Office from the great unwashed – riveted by carnival distractions. Clinton showed he was one of them, one with them.
When the over-sexed Arkansas grifter later said, “I feel your pain,” the nation swooned and looked to the lowest common denominator for leadership, getting what it bargained for: endless bimbo eruptions, rocket technology transfers to communist China… with its resulting quid-pro-quo political contributions from Beijing’s grateful masters, with the daffy Al Gore serving as the Democratic Party’s bag man.
But something strange happened when it was announced that GOP presidential frontrunner Donald Trump would host Saturday Night Live, the latest venue for politicians seeking public approval by wallowing in self-deprecation.
It appears the organized left wants to keep freak show access limited to Democratic candidates.
Latino pressure groups demanded NBC ban Trump from their network, while 200 demonstrators marched outside NBC’s midtown studios carrying signs reading “Shut it down.”
For his part, “Seinfeld” co-creator Larry David yelled, “Trump is a racist,” from off stage during the real estate magnate’s opening monologue, fulfilling a challenge from an organization called DeportRacism, for which they paid $5,000.
“But over all,” said the New York Times, “Mr. Trump was his usual, colorful and playful self: When Mr. David explained that he had heard he would be paid $5,000 to shout that Mr. Trump was a racist, Mr. Trump said he understood. ‘As a businessman, I can respect that.’”
Daniel Fienberg at the Hollywood Reporter noted, “Any candidate should be welcome for whatever [SNL] one-off cameos they want to make, but it seemed coming in that there was no way to walk this Trump tightrope cleverly, and the creative result bore that out as well.”
The freak show of modern American entertainment no longer seems an appropriate venue for vetting our political leaders as the nation sinks deeper into economic depression and as illegal immigration threatens to change our nation’s political landscape to more closely resemble Latin America’s bankrupt kleptocracies.
It is no surprise, then, that Trumps performance on Saturday Night Live bombed.
Trump’s instrument is the growing rage of Americans fed up with the dysfunctional status quo, not a “Slick Willy” brass Sax through which to blow hot air.
America’s rapid decline is no laughing matter.