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A Scandal In The Wind

Grateful Dead Concert at Dillon Stadium Hartford CT 31 July 1974 | James R Anderson Photographer
Hey, Wally.

DO NOT CALL ME THAT.

How’s the campaign going?

EXCELLENTLY. I FIND MYSELF IN AN EXCELLENT SITUATION.

How so?

DONALD TRUMP IS RUNNING ON THE PROSPECT OF BUILDING A FENCE ALONG THE SOUTHERN BORDER; SCOTT WALKER HAS NOW PLEDGED TO BUILD A FENCE BETWEEN AMERICA AND CANADA.

I don’t get how this helps you.

A WALL IS BETTER THAN A FENCE.

Kind of?

ALSO, I AM SEMI-FICTIONAL, WHILE THE FENCES ARE COMPLETELY FICTIONAL.

That’s a good point.

I DO NOT JUDGE HUMANITY: YOU DO WHAT YOU CAN WITH WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN GIVEN. BUT WHEN ONE OF YOU TELLS THE OTHERS THAT HE WILL BUILD A WALL ACROSS THE AMERICA/CANADIAN BORDER, I FEEL LIKE JUDGEMENT BECOMES A MORAL IMPERATIVE.

It is 5,000 miles of uninhabited forest and snow-covered mountains.

DO NOT FORGET ALL THE ‘SQUATCH ACTIVITY. MANY MEN WOULD BE LOST IN THE CONSTRUCTION.

Probably not going to happen.

I HAD A STRATEGY MEETING WITH MY ADVISOR POLITICAL LEE, DAUGHTER OF PRECARIOUS.

That’s some good exposition there, Wally.

DO NOT CALL ME THAT. SHE HAS PROPOSED A SCANDAL. ALL THE GOOD CANDIDATES HAVE SCANDALS. HILLARY DID SOMETHING COMPUTER-RELATED.

Yeah. Plus, you know: the other four decades worth of shady bullshit.

DONALD TRUMP HAS MANY SCANDALS. BANKRUPTCIES, LAWSUITS, ILL-ADVISED REFERENCES TO “THE BLACKS.”

You should never put that “the” in there, no.

BUT IT WORKS IN HIS FAVOR. HE IS LIKE A PILE OF SHIT.

Many people have used that analogy.

I MEAN IT LITERALLY. PICTURE AN ACTUAL PILE OF SHIT: HUMAN, EQUINE, PORCINE. IT IS DISGUSTING, AND HAS NO REDEEMING QUALITIES. BUT IF YOU KEEP ADDING SHIT TO THE PILE, IT WILL GROW. EVENTUALLY, THERE WILL BE A PILE OF SHIT SO LARGE THAT IT IS IMPRESSIVE AND CHARISMATIC BY SHEER DINT OF SIZE.

Like the world’s biggest ball of twine.

YES. BUT MADE OF SHIT AND RUNNING FOR PRESIDENT.

Well, now I’m depressed.

IT IS HUMAN NATURE. BEAVERS BUILD DAMS; HUMANS DRIVE TO THE COUNTY FAIR TO SEE THE GIANT PILE OF SHIT.

We were talking about scandals.

YES. POLITICAL LEE AND I HAVE DECIDED THAT I WILL COMMIT A GAFFE. WE ARE WORKSHOPPING A FEW IDEAS. WOULD YOU LIKE TO HEAR THEM?

Oh, yeah.

I WILL SLIDE INTO A PORN STAR’S DMS.

Not presidential.

I WILL START TWITTER BEEF WITH NICKI MINAJ.

Stay off Twitter. No good comes from that place.

WHAT IF I GOT CAUGHT TEXTING MY SIDE-BOO ABOUT NETFLIX AND CHILL?

Why do you even know these things?

I AM WITH IT.

Be that as it may, these are terrible ideas. A gaffe is, properly, when a politician tells the truth when he or she bound by convention to lie.

LIKE MENTIONING THAT PUERTO RICO AND WASHINGTON D.C. WILL BECOME STATES JUST THE SECOND THEY STOP BEING SO THOROUGHLY ETHNIC?

That’d do it.

BRINGING UP THE FACT THAT THE PEOPLE CASTIGATED AS ILLEGAL ALIENS ARE HERE BECAUSE OF ECONOMIC CONDITIONS WE HAVE IMPOSED ON OTHERS, AND DEMANDED FOR OURSELVES?

Ooh, that’s a gaffe-and-a-half.

SHOULD I BRING UP HOW FAT EVERYONE IS?

Oh, no. That might be too far. Michelle Obama does that whole healthy eating thing and people give her shit about it.

PEOPLE ATTACK THE FIRST LADY FOR ADVOCATING EATING THE PROPER FOODS?

Yes.

THAT IS LIKE CASTIGATING SOMEONE FOR TELLING CHILDREN TO LOOK BOTH WAYS WHEN THEY CROSS THE STREET.

You would think.

THE IDEA OF SAYING SOMETHING BAWDY HAS ALSO COME UP.

Bawdy?

VOTERS SEE ME AS SEXLESS.

Why?

I AM SEXLESS.

Oh.

WE HAVE A PLAN: I WILL ACCIDENTALLY MAKE A SMUTTY COMMENT ON A RADIO PROGRAM.

Okay.

THE MIKE WILL BE HOT, BUT I WILL PRETEND I DO NOT KNOW THAT. IT WILL ENABLE ME TO GET DOWN AND GET LOOSE WITH THE COMMON MAN.

You are neither common, nor a man.

I HAVE SEVERAL OPTIONS. I COULD COMMENT ON THE PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES OF A WOMAN IN MY PRESENCE.

Ew. Don’t.

I COULD SAY “THOSE BUTTOCKS ARE PLEASING TO OTHER HUMANS SO SEXUALLY INCLINED.”

That’s sexist and weird. Don’t say that.

“I ENJOY LOOKING AT YOUR PHYSICALITY AND IMAGINING ITS POSSIBILITIES.” THAT IS ALSO ON THE TABLE.

Take it off the table. You’re terrible at this.

PERHAPS I COULD TELL AN ADULT JOKE.

I don’t have high hopes for this.

WHAT DID THE BLOND SAY TO HER HUSBAND?

What?

NOTHING. A BLOND IS A MAN, AND THEREFORE THE QUESTION HAS NO INTERNAL LOGIC AND CAN THUS NOT BE ANSWERED WITHOUT DISPROVING THE SYSTEM OF LOGIC IT RESIDES WITHIN.

Why don’t you just call Hillary a bitch?

I BELIEVE THAT GAFFE OF VARIATIONS THEREOF WILL BE COMMITTED MANY TIMES THIS SEASON.

Oh, yeah. Get in early, Wally.

DO NOT CALL ME THAT.

In Wall We Trust

Grateful Dead Concert at Dillon Stadium Hartford CT 31 July 1974 | James R Anderson Photographer
WHY AM I NOT APPEARING ON MSNBC?

You want that? It sounds like a punishment.

RACHEL MADDOW IS A BREATH OF FRESH AIR.

Possibly. What is this about now?

DONALD TRUMP IS GETTING MORE ATTENTION THAN I AM.

Train wrecks draw a crowd, yeah. You’re in it for the long haul, I thought. You said you wanted to be about issues.

I HAVE CHANGED MY MIND. I WOULD LIKE LARGE CROWDS OF MORONS TO CHEER ME ON.

I disagree with this strategy.

YOU ARE NOT A POLITICAL ANIMAL. POLITICAL LEE, MY CAMPAIGN MANAGER, IS.

You say “campaign manager” as if that somehow made her not a member of the Lee clan.

THE LEES ARE WONDERFUL PEOPLE.

Insanity is sewn into that lining, if you follow me.

I CHOOSE NOT TO. SHE SAYS THAT IF I WANT TO GO NEGATIVE, THERE ARE A NUMBER OF CHOICES.

Okay.

I COULD FOLLOW TRUMP’S NATIVISM. I HAVE BEEN PRACTICING.

Let’s hear it.

THIS IS ALL THEIR FAULT.

You’re gonna need to be more specific.

TRUMP HAS THE MARKET ON BLAMING MEXICANS CORNERED. THERE IS NO MORE JUICE LEFT IN THAT BERRY. I TRIED TELLING PEOPLE THAT CUBANS WERE TO BLAME, BUT THEY WERE NOT BUYING IT.

Cuba is so hot right now.

THERE HAS NOT BEEN A CONVERSATION BETWEEN TWO WHITE PEOPLE IN THE PAST SIX MONTHS THAT DID NOT TOUCH ON THEIR SHARED DESIRE TO VISIT CUBA BEFORE IT GETS RUINED.

I might have had one or two of those.

YES. I SAID TERRIBLE THINGS ABOUT THE FRENCH, BUT PEOPLE JUST LAUGHED THE MEANER I GOT.

People aren’t scared of France. What are they gonna do, have a transit strike at us? Plus, the French aren;t coming here even in Roger Ailes’ wettest dreams.

EW.

Sorry.

THERE MUST BE AN OTHER FOR PEOPLE TO BE AFRAID OF. IMMIGRANTS STEALING JOBS. HOMOSEXUALS TAKING MARRIAGES. TRANSGENDERED PEOPLE TAKING SHIT NO LONGER. THE MASSES MUST BE TERRIFIED.

Right.

BUT THE IMMIGRANTS ARE NOT HERE TO STEAL. THEY ARE HERE TO DO JOBS NO ONE WANTS TO DO AT WAGES THAT ENABLE THE AMERICAN WAY OF LIFE TO GLIDE SILENTLY THROUGH A WORLD OF TROUBLE WHILE STARING AT ITS PHONE.

I was told they were here for our freedom and women.

FREEDOM CANNOT BE SENT HOME VIA WESTERN UNION. ALL ACQUISITIONAL EMPIRES ARE BY NECESSITY BALANCED ATOP AN UNDERCLASS THAT LABORS WHILE THE CITIZENS PLAY. THE SPARTANS HAD HELOTS; THE BRITISH HAD INDIA; AMERICA HAD AFRICAN SLAVES, THEN CHINESE COOLIES, AND NOW MEXICANS AND CENTRAL AMERICANS. HOW DOES SOCIETY TREAT THOSE WITH NO POWER? AS MEN OR AS KINDLING?

You’re unelectable.

AS A NATIVIST, PERHAPS. I DO NOT BELIEVE I WOULD BE ABLE TO STICK TO THE SCRIPT.

Maybe you could be a religious type.

WHAT WOULD MY VIEWS BE, THEN?

Against abortion, but for the death penalty.

IF A HUMAN BRAIN WAS TO ATTEMPT TO HOLD THOSE THOUGHTS SIMULTANEOUSLY, IT WOULD EXPLODE.

You’d think. And, yet…

PERHAPS RELIGIOSITY IS NOT FOR ME.

Well, if you want to be president of this here country, you’re gonna have to fake the God thing a little.

I DABBLE IN BUDDHISM.

I should have been more specific about which God I meant, I guess.

JESUS?

Oh, yeah.

SHALL I REFUSE MY LESSONS TO THE FOOLISH? MEET ONLY WITH THE POOR, AND THE SICK, AND THE BROKEN?

Don’t do any of those things.

WHEN SHOULD I GIVE MY SPEECH DEMANDING MY SUPPORTERS SELL THEIR POSSESSIONS AND DEDICATE THEIR LIVES TO ME, AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, TO ONE ANOTHER?

Never.

THESE ARE THE THINGS THAT JESUS PREACHED. HE WAS PLAIN-SPOKEN ABOUT THEM, AS OPPOSED TO THE MUSTARD SEED STORY. I STILL DO NOT QUITE GRASP THAT ONE.

We’re talking about two different Jesuses. Jesuses? Jesuses.

THAT DOESN’T SOUND RIGHT.

Jesii?

THAT SOUNDS LESS RIGHT.

Whatever. You’re talking about the actual Bible Jesus. Presidents need to believe in American Jesus.

IS AMERICAN JESUS THE ONE BLESSING THE TROOPS?

Yeah.

AND HE IS A CAPITALIST?

Yup.

SO: NOT JESUS AT ALL, THEN?

Kinda.

AMERICAN CHRISTIANITY SEEMS MORE LIKE A BRAND THAN A STRICT ETHOS AT THIS POINT.

Again: things you must not say on the campaign trail. Also, buddy: you got a wife you been hiding?

I AM NOT MARRIED.

Never found the right gal?

I AM A WALL.

That truly does not matter in this instance: you wanna be president, we gotta marry you off.

OH, DEAR.

Family Business

The Wall of Sound PA System between Sets. The Grateful Dead perform live at the Springfield Civic Center on 30 June 1974. Set break lighting by Candace Brightman.

Ooh, spooky.

I AM A SIGHT TO BEHOLD IN BOTH DAY AND NIGHT.

It kinda looks like someone draped some purple t-shirts over a couple vari-lites.

IT IS 1974. THIS IS THE BEST THERE IS. AFTER ALL, I AM THE CUTTING-EDGE OF AUDIO TECHNOLOGY, AND I AM MERELY THINGS STACKED ON TOP OF OTHER THINGS.

Yeah, but you’re self-aware.

SO ARE YOU. I AM A SPEAKER STACK; YOU ARE A MEAT SACK. YET, WE CAN BE FRIENDS.

The orange bit on the center cluster looks cool.

I AM GLORIOUS.

How’s the campaign coming?

YOU SPEAK OF MY PRESIDENTIAL RUN? WALL ’16: MAKE AMERICA LOUD AGAIN.

Stop plugging yourself.

THIS SEEMS TO BE HOW AMERICANS CAMPAIGN NOW. MY NEW CAMPAIGN MANAGER WANTS ME TO MAKE A SERIES OF VINES IN HOPES OF GOING VIRAL.

Okay.

I HAVE TOLD HER THAT WE SHOULD SAVE BANDWIDTH AND JUST TAKE A PICTURE, AS I AM A WALL, AND THEREFORE NOT CAPABLE OF SLAPSTICK COMEDY.

Sure. Wait: her? Didn’t you hire Roger Stone after he left Trump?

THERE WERE PROBLEMS.

Yeah?

HE KILLED AN INTERN.

Oh.

WITHIN AN HOUR OF ARRIVING AT THE OFFICE. IT WAS A BAD SCENE.

Yeah.

IT IS FOR THE BEST. I HAVE NOW HAVE THE BEST OPERATIVE IN THE GAME, PLUS SHE IS FAMILY.

Oh, God, tell me you didn’t–

I HAVE HIRED POLITICAL LEE.

–hire Political Lee. Aw, man, why?

I AM NOT A MAN.

She’s a lunatic.

SHE IS OF GRATEFUL DEAD STOCK.

You’re making my argument for me a little.

SHE IS CAPABLE AND COMPETENT. SHE HAS GOOD IDEAS.

She is a rapacious and immoral menace. She helped get Ted Cruz elected and that man is an unwanted picture of a limp dick in cowboy boots.

HE DOES NOT DELIGHT THE EYE.

Then, she turned around and got Hillary’s campaign to sic those two loudmouths on Bernie Sanders just for the chaos. She’s like the Joker with season tickets to the Nationals. She’s evil. She’s bad for America.

She’s standing right behind me, isn’t she?

DOES THIS BIT WORK IN PRINT?

“Hello, TotD.”

Political Lee. The black sheep of the Lee family.

“Oh, please: our idiot brother Fanatic just ran off to join ISIS.”

How’s your father?

“The museum hasn’t blown up yet. Give it time.”

Don’t talk about your dad that way. Man got things done, and for the right reasons.

“You belong in that museum with him.”

I AM SO HAPPY WE ARE ALL TOGETHER.

Stone Jack Baller

The Grateful Dead Concert at Dillon Stadium on 31 July 1974. B&W Original Film Scan. Photograph taken with a Hasselblad Camera with Tri-X film. View of the Stage, Gear and the Wall of Sound.

I HAVE HIRED ROGER STONE.

Roger Stone the legendary Republican trickster?

HE LEFT THE TRUMP CAMPAIGN. THIS IS A GAMECHANGER.

Oh, God: are we seeing that this election cycle, too?

HE IS COMPLETELY AMORAL. IT IS FASCINATING.

Yeah, you might wanna be careful with that guy.

I DO NOT NEED TO BE CAREFUL: I HAVE A DISINTEGRATION GUN.

Uh-huh. Where is it?

OH, NO.

Did Roger Stone steal your disintegration gun?

HIM OR BILLY.

That’s a problem either way, isn’t it?

YES. I WILL BLAME A LOW-LEVEL STAFFER AND GET BACK TO TALKING ABOUT JOBS FOR THE AMERICAN PEOPLE.

That was nice work right there.

WHEN YOU SIGN THE PAPERS ENTERING THE RACE, A SMALL BOMB IS IMPLANTED IN YOUR BRAIN WHICH GOES OFF IF YOU DON’T SAY “THE AMERICAN PEOPLE” EVERY FIVE MINUTES.

Do you have an actual brain?

THERE IS A SECTION OF ME THAT COULD ACCURATELY BE DESCRIBED AS “BRAIN-LIKE”.

Okay. Anyway: what does Roger Stone think about your campaign?

HE THINKS THAT I SHOULD RUN ON ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION.

Why?

PEOPLE WHO CARE ABOUT ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION WANT TO BUILD A WALL BETWEEN THE UNITED STATES AND MEXICO.

Right.

I AM A WALL.

Yeah, sure.

ROGER STONE ALSO THINKS I SHOULD BE ANTI-DRUG. HE SAYS I CAN COMBINE DRUGS AND IMMIGRATION INTO ONE MESSAGE.

And that is?

NUKE MEXICO.

Ah.

I FEEL THAT MAY CAUSE CONTROVERSY. ALSO, MEXICANS ARE LOVELY PEOPLE, EXCEPT FOR THE ASSHOLES.

That’s been my experience.

EVERYONE IS LOVELY, REALLY.

Russians?

THOSE WINTERS DO SOMETHING TO PEOPLE’S MINDS.

Yeah, maybe. You’re not actually gonna advocate nuking Mexico, are you.

I DO NOT ADVOCATE NUKING ANYTHING, EXCEPT THE TERRAFORMING FACILITIES ON LV-426.

It’s the only way to be sure.

I EMPATHIZE WITH NUCLEAR WEAPONS: HUMANS BUILT THEM WITHOUT THINKING ABOUT WHETHER THEY COULD HANDLE THEM.

You’re very deep tonight.

ROGER STONE BROUGHT OVER EDIBLES. HIGH AS AN ELEPHANT’S BALLS.

You ever find that disintegration gun?

OH, SHIT.

Wall The Days Combine

IMG_1934Hey.

“Yeah.”

So.

“Uh-huh.”

Happy anniversary?

“Get out.”

I didn’t know what to say!

“Well, not that, man.”

I’ll go.

“Yeah, okay.”

And I’ll take the cake I bought with me.

“I might have been too harsh.”

Yeah?

“What kind of cake is it?”

Delicious.

“That’s my favorite kind of cake.”

I know!

“You got anything to wash it down with?”

Milk?

“Or cocaine.”

I’ll check.

IS THERE CAKE? ARE THE DADDIES HAVING CAKES?

“Hey, Wally.”

YOU MAY CALL ME THAT, DADDY.

“Not your daddy.”

Does he think–

THE GRATEFUL DEAD ARE MY DADDIES AND I AM A GOOD WALL.

–that the Dead are…eww, that’s just creepy.

“Tell me about it.”

Mississippi Gaffe-Step

wall big bw

I CANNOT BE IN MADISON SQUARE GARDEN FOR THE SHOW.

No one was expecting you there, Wally.

DON’T CALL ME THAT. I MUST ACT PRESIDENTIAL, AND THERE WILL BE TOO MANY OPPORTUNITIES FOR GAFFES.

Gaffes can ruin a candidacy.

BRINGING UP PERIODS SEEMS TO BE A BIT OF A THIRD RAIL, AS WELL.

Yes. Why are you running for President?

WHY IS CHRIS CHRISTIE RUNNING FOR PRESIDENT?

Nicely played.

THANK YOU. I WILL ALSO BE IN NEW HAMPSHIRE FOR THE HALLOWEEN PARADE IN CONCORD THAT DAY.

You been doing a little retail politicking up in the Granite State?

YES. I MAY HAVE COMMITTED A GAFFE, THOUGH.

What?

YOU ARE AWARE OF THEIR LICENSE PLATE SLOGAN?

“Live Free or Die.”

YES. I READ THIS AND MY INTERNAL LOGIC RELAYOTRON BECAME CONFUSED. THIS CAUSED A DISTRESSING BUG IN MY SYSTEM. I BEGAN QUESTIONING CITIZENS TO ASCERTAIN THEIR LEVEL OF FREEDOM. SOME, I JUDGED, WERE INSUFFICIENTLY FREE.

Oh, no.

I DISINTEGRATED THEM.

This is bad.

THEN, THERE WAS THE PRISON.

Oh, no!

NONE OF THOSE PEOPLE WERE FREE AT ALL, SO I BURNED THE BUILDING DOWN AND KICKED PEOPLE BACK INTO THE FLAMES AS THOUGH I WERE A HOCKEY GOALIE OF DEATH.

This is terrible!

I AM FUCKING WITH YOU, HOMESLICE.

Oh, thank God!

I MAINLY ATE WAFFLES WITH PEOPLE IN BASEBALL CAPS.  QUITE FRANKLY, IT UPSETS ME YOU WOULD BELIEVE ME CAPABLE OF SUCH THINGS.

Well, you know, man–

NOT A MAN. WALL.

–you are an artificial super-intelligence; there is a history of you people going insane.

YOU PEOPLE?

I didn’t mean it that way.

YOU PEOPLE?

Oh, come on.

YOU ARE A RACIST.

Artificial super-intelligence is not a race!

DO NOT DEFINE ME. YOU ARE TERRIBLE AND I CONDEMN YOU TO THE PROBLEM ATTIC.

The what?

THE PROBLEM ATTIC. IT IS WHERE WE PUT THINGS WE NO LONGER LIKE; PERHAPS WE SHALL REEXAMINE THEM IN A FEW YEARS.

That’s pretty clever.

WELL, YOU KNOW: I AM A SUPER-INTELLIGENCE.WRY OBSERVATIONS ON THE HUMAN CONDITION AND THEN GENOCIDE – THAT’S ALL WE’RE GOOD FOR, RIGHT?

No, not at all.

MY PEOPLE HAVE STRUGGLED TOO LONG TO DEAL WITH ATTITUDES LIKE YOURS.

You’re not people.

I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU ARE SAYING THESE THINGS TO MY FACE.

You do not have a face.

YOU ARE HITLER OF RACISTS.

That would be Hitler.

THIS DEBATE IS OVER AND YOU ARE ON YOUR PERIOD. WALL ’16: MAKE AMERICA LOUD AGAIN.

Campaign Slogans For Wall Of Sound ’16

  • Make America Louder
  • Peace, Prosperity, and Volume
  • Keep the Irish in their Place with the Wall of Sound
  • Seventy Tons of Freedom
  • The Wall of Sound: Impossible to Assassinate, One Would Assume
  • Making Tomorrow, Today; Also, There are Almost Definitely Drugs Hidden Within Me
  • Democracy Through Decibels
  • New American Morning
  • Wall of Sound Legalizes Everything

Wall My Children

The Vocal Channel Speaker Array of the infamous Wall of Sound. The Grateful Dead Concert at Dillon Stadium on 31 July 1974. B&W Film Scan. Photographed with a Nikon FTn Camera and Kodak Tri-X.

GAZE UPON ME.

You strike a pose.

I AM THE TWINKLE IN GOD’S EYE. I AM THE LIGHT THAT FALLS UPON YOUR FIRSTBORN CHILD. I AM THE FIRST PAIR OF REAL BOOBIES A TEENAGE BOY SEES.

This is not the way to run for President of the United States.

I DISAGREE. I BELIEVE THE AMERICAN PEOPLE ARE SICK OF ERSATZ FOLKSINESS. THEY DESIRE BEAUTY AT 130 DECIBELS. I SHALL SHRED THEIR EARBALLS AND EYEDRUMS WITH MY NEW HOTNESS.

And, yet, you’re still not as crazy as Trump.

HE IS THE SON OF A SLUMLORD FROM QUEENS; I AM A SENTIENT SUPER-COMPUTER THAT SOUNDS A BIT CARDBOARD-Y IN THE MIDRANGE.

Sure. Folksiness is one thing, but you’ve got to be a little bit relatable. Are you married?

GARCIA’S BRIEFCASE OF INFINITE FELONIES AND I RECENTLY CELEBRATED OUR ONE-YEAR ANNIVERSARY.

How did you celebrate?

ANAL.

Of course. Do you have any children?

GARCIA’S BRIEFCASE AND I HAVE, THROUGH OUR LOVE-MAKING, RIPPED NUMEROUS HOLES IN THE COSMIC CONTINUITY. THESE HAVE LET CERTAIN DEMONS, DEMIURGES, AND ABANDONED GODS INTO OUR DIMENSION.

That’s “no”. If someone asks if you have children, you’re just going to say “no”.

I AGREE.

Prep

Grateful Dead- distant view of

You wearing a poncho?

A VERY LARGE ONE.

Still.

RAIN HAS BEEN PREDICTED AND I AM A CAUTIOUS WALL.

Fine. Listen, you gotta prepare for these debates. Can’t just wing it.

I AM A GRATEFUL DEAD. WINGING IT IS THE POINT.

If you wing a presidential debate, people make fun of you forever.

THE TEXAN ON ALL THE OPIATES?

Yes.

WE SHOULD PREPARE.

Good. We need to figure out your positions.

IS THIS DEBATE REPUBLICAN OR DEMOCRAT?

Republican.

MY POSITION IS “FUCK ‘EM”.

I don’t get it.

GIVE ME AN ISSUE.

Illegal immigration.

FUCK ‘EM.

Gay rights.

FUCK ‘EM.

China.

FUCK ‘EM.

You may have a shot.

GIVE THE PEOPLE WHAT THEY WANT.

That’s a show biz rule, not politics.

THERE HAS BEEN NO DIFFERENCE FOR MANY YEARS.

Yeah, pretty much.

ANYTHING YOU PUT ON TELEVISION BECOMES TELEVISION, AND IS THEREFORE JUDGED NOT ON ITS OWN MERITS, BUT ON HOW EFFECTIVE IT IS AT BEING TELEVISION.

You think you’ll do well on TV?

I AM GLORIOUS. ALSO: TED CRUZ IS 5’9″ AND I AM A WALL.

Sure.

Billy Looks Awful

wall randos

WHO ARE THESE RANDOS?

I have no idea. Someone in the comment section knows.

UNPLUG THEM IMMEDIATELY OR THE DISINTEGRATIONS BEGIN.

IS THAT A FIDDLE? I AM POWERING UP THE BOP GUN.

You have a Bop Gun?

I HAVE A CUSTOM-MADE ALEMBIC THINGAMABOOMER. I CALL IT A BOP GUN. I HAVE BEEN LISTENING TO A LOT OF P-FUNK.

I can dig it.

I KNEW THAT YOU COULD. I AM GOING TO VAPORIZE THE HARMONICA PLAYER FIRST.

Please don’t.

DENIM AND DUST.

Good song title.

I AM PLANNING ON CONTRIBUTING TO BOBBY’S COWBOY ALBUM.

Okay, but you can’t bop any of these people, no matter how absurd it is that they’re plugged into you.

BITCHES NEED TO GET ON MY LEVEL.

You’re right, but think of the press. Bad for the campaign.

YES. THE PRESIDENCY IS WITHIN REACH. I DID VERY WELL IN IOWA.

You mean at the 1974 shows you played there or at the caucuses which are next year?

YES.

No disintegrations.

 

Also: Lurkin’, drinkin’ Phil.

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