THE POPEYE MOMENT
People in the movie business, when talking about action movies, will sometimes mention “The Popeye Moment.” It happens when the movie’s hero, after taking so much crap from the bad guys, has had enough and explodes. The term is derived from every Popeye cartoon ever made, when after getting kicked all over the yard by Bluto, Popeye blows his top and says, “That’s all I can stands. I can’t stands no more.” This time the Popeye Moment belonged to millions of Americans who’d had enough lying, divisiveness and racism.
Congressional elections are held on level playing fields. All four-hundred and thirty-five seats are up for grabs and either side can win. Senatorial races often play out on fields that tilt heavily one way or the other, so Trump can crow about those results all he wants, but the Republicans, as expected, won with deck stacked in their favor this time.
Trump watched the results with his family and the people he paid to pretend to be his friends, a practice he began in elementary school while suffering never-ending wedgie rashes, some given to him by his teachers.
Trump became furious over losing his morally-limited, ass-kissing House of Representatives. He ranted to his imaginary friends, Trixie and Sparkle, about having to deal with a House Representatives who had consciences and suffered with the dreaded afflictions of kindness and compassion.
He fumed that not enough people realized just how dangerous the immigrant caravan is to the country. He exclaimed, “I saw illegal immigrants in the White House only moments ago. And they had AK-47’s.” Trixie told him, “That was the cleaning crew and those were mops.”
He ignored her and screamed, “George Soros is trying to take over the country when everyone knows that America belongs to the banks and insurance companies.”
Sparkle calmed the President down by telling him, “Sir, focus. You still have important work to do.” He stopped foaming at the mouth and said, “You’re right. See you later girls, I have an election to steal in Florida.”