“Some mornings I wake up, read the news, and experience an intense urge to bolt the doors, board up the windows, go back to bed and pull the covers up over my head.
At this stage, who knows what comes next?
If the world were a car, I’d wonder whether the driver was asleep at the wheel, foot jammed firmly on the accelerator, with a gleeful toddler sitting on their lap careering the thing wildly down a potholed road crying, “broom, broom!”
We are living in a dystopian sci-fi soap opera with a cast of characters as preposterous as if they’d been conjured up during an acid trip.
You can just imagine the descriptions on the casting call:
“Donald Trump, a creepy American real estate tycoon with bad hair and a penchant for pomposity who has inexplicably risen to the rank of President of the United States.”
“Kim Jong-Un, the ‘supreme leader’ of North Korea. A paranoid autocrat with chronic little man syndrome, an obsession with nukes and fratricidal tendencies.”
“Vladimir Putin, a KGB agent who has succeeded in his mission to secretly infiltrate and overthrow the Russian Government. Likes riding horses and perfecting his scary face in the mirror.”
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