It’s a well known axiom of Hollywood that you need to know which derrieres to kiss if you want to survive. You’ve all heard the old saw, “Be careful who you’re nice to on the way up, you don’t know who you’re going to meet on the way down.”
Madison Cawthorn was oblivious to all that during his brief reign and that is precisely why his reign was so brief. Plus, he not only failed to kiss the right derrieres — in his case, old school GOPers — he wasn’t nice to any freaking body on the way up. They were all lucky to know him, was how he saw it. Hence, he has zero friends on the downward slide.
The photo you see is that of Cawthorn in the TSA line. He’s not getting VIP treatment anymore as someone who has been given notice on the job and will soon join the unemployed in a very visible way.
Added music for apropos pathos. pic.twitter.com/B6P9xBaxLe
— Charlie Wells (@smut_vonnegut) May 29, 2022
But all is not bleak. Au contraire. Here is the perfect career path for Madison, one just invented by his fellow GOPer and particle physicist, Herschel Walker.
Isn’t that perfect? And you know who else would be perfect in the ranks of this new agency? Donald Trump. He can go looking for the person, who’s looking for the woman, who’s looking at the man, who’s watching the camera in front of the phuquing TV. You see how well all this is working out? Madison can be Director of Cringe in the new agency and Trump can run social media. And they both report back to Herschel, who then reports back to the dead J. Edgar Hoover. This is made to order. All we need now is Rod Serling to write the intro.
We’ll leave with a little musical number, in honor of Herschel Walker’s brainchild, soon to be Cawthorn’s new place of employment.
Sing it with me now, “they watch the boys watch the girls launch the tweets, Tik the Tocks, that gives Fat Trump a frown…”
I think Walker and Cawthorn fit right in.
He’s going to have to deal with it for the rest of the year.
Maybe he’ll grow up some day, but I doubt it.