It’s a curious thing. The person currently occupying the White House has traditionally named things after himself, yet there’s a fairly obvious thing to which he has failed to attach his moniker. Perhaps, somewhat surprisingly, he has been afflicted with false modesty.
I certainly concede that I don’t like the guy, but I try to give credit where credit is due, so I hereby propose that our current era be known as the “Trump American Plague!”. Let’s face it, we wouldn’t be going through this end of a lifetime once in a lifetime experience to the extent we are, if he hadn’t taken preventative steps to make sure that it would happen. He deserves recognition for this achievement.
Of course, nothing is worth naming after yourself if you can’t make money off of it, so there’s no reason he couldn’t market stuff like Trump American Plague! Hand Sanitizer, or given the inexplicable shortages, Trump American Plague! Toilet Paper, with a picture of himself on every sheet. Personally, I think the latter would be a big seller.
I would hope that the Democrats, in the proper bipartisan spirit, would join in recognizing his achievement. Now is not the time to refuse to recognize his accomplishments, or to play partisan games by trying to deny him credit for his achievements. We are one nation, after all, and when the president steps up to the plate and strikes out hits a homer, he deserves everything he has coming to him.
Caveat: I can’t take credit for this idea, though I can’t see why it didn’t occur to me. My wife suggested it, and as soon as she did I realized that we owed it to the guy to give him this recognition.
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