The WH Parking Lot

Just a morning observation.

The nation’s elected President sells perfume and sneakers and watches. Hawks them might be a better word based on advertising I heard. Not cheap in price. Don’t get me started on the perfume smell, given all the commentary on T’s actual body odor.

But, as the Department of Education (where I worked) gets decimated, the WH’s open space becomes a parking lot for Teslas. And the President now hawks them too.

EM hopes and expects sales to rise because of this stunt as people are currently selling off their Teslas at a steep discount and new buyers avoid them, all according to reports and the stock prices. Might have to do with the company owner and the name given to these cars as a reminder of WWII.

Imagine if the sales pitch worked and our streets become flooded with Teslas!!!! Picture that parade.

Also: No small wonder that the car into which T stepped at the WH was red and white (red paint and white leather inside). Many puns.

Know what is missing from that car and in government writ large? BLUE.

As we devolve into a banana republic, the leader of America sells the cars manufactured by his right and left hand man. I have nothing against car salespeople but the WH isn’t, at least overtly, a car dealership. Sure politics within the WH has always abounded. But selling cars?

I’ve never been keen on barkers and hawkers. And sacred space reserved for dignity and judgment and respect is now a Tesla car show space.

Read that again and ask: where is the BLUE?