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There was always the heroic scene of the B'wana
thrashing through dense African foliage with machete in
hand, chopping his way to new vistas of domination, riches
and conquest.
And, docilely following him with B'wana's goods
balanced on their heads, the natives, always portrayed as
scared out of their wits, would cautiously follow B’wana,
not knowing their ultimate fate or resting place for the
night.
But then....then came the far away sound of the Tom-Tom
Drums electrifying the air with its message of: "B'wana is
on the move, move quickly to intercept and destroy!"
Of course, B'wana, not knowing the local customs of his
porters or the manner and means by which they communicated
with other tribes in the distance, would stand still and
listen to the Tom-Toms, and would then signal to his chief
native steward as to the meaning of the pounding sounds of
the Tom-Toms.
By this time, abject fear had gripped the traveling
party of native porters and they huddled together seeking
comfort from each other as their spokesperson tried to
inform B'wana, that he was about to be the proud recipient
of a thorough butt kicking by his antagonists.
B'wana, being a proud man who both feared nothing and
believed nothing, down played the beating of the Tom-Tom
Drums and drove his native porters onward as if nothing was
amiss.
But B'wana was wrong. His misread the ominous message
of the Tom-Tom Drums and outright rejected the dire warning
that his chief native porter was telling him about the
future dangers awaiting his traveling party.
Before long, B'wana and his party were ambushed, his
native porters fleeing for their very lives and B'wana was
soon in the proverbial cooking pot as a direct result of his
arrogance and ignorance of all things African.
Flash forward to the recent results of the mid term
elections. B'wana, as ably played by the con man, Donald
Trump, and the Tom-Tom drummers as admirably played by the
Democratic voters have engaged and the results do not
benefit B'wana.
B'wana, with resolute determination, has been sowing
seeds of discord, racism, division and chaos with no regard
as to where those seeds landed and took root.
No, B'wana, being a con man of the first degree,
believed his own delusions and disregarded the warnings of
the natives and plowed on with incredible lies upon
incredible lies, thinking that B'wana was invincible and his
Mojo call of, "Make America Great Again! could ward off any
"Juju" that threatened him.
When B'wana heard the distant siren calls of the
beating Tom-Toms, he fixed his flinty gaze on imaginary
enemies and maligned those persons he believed were trying
to harm him, be it the media, a caravan of thousands of
brown people seeking asylum but who were labeled as invaders
with smallpox even though they were thousands of miles away
from the southern border.
They were characterized as careening towards the US
with hidden Middle Eastern terrorists in their midst!
Still the sound of the Tom-Tom drums told him that such
was not the case and the angry natives of slighted white
women, maligned minorities and
insulted independent voters were converging on B'wana with
rage at the dreadful shenanigans of B'wana and how he was
treating the natives.
B'wana, being a person of low IQ and not used to being
told what to do, sneered at the polls telling him he was in
for a comeuppance, plowed on with impunity; being led on
by the cheers of his feckless army of GOP sycophants and Fox
Media talking heads.
Louder and louder the beating of the drums told a story
of pending reversals for B'wana and his coterie of political
hacks but, alas, B'wana, not one able to comprehend danger
other than in his own alternative reality, refused to
regroup and amend his racist and arrogant ways.
The aggrieved native population moved on B'wana like a
lecherous pimp on a confused runaway teenager sleeping in a
deserted bus station.
The rest is now political history. B'wana got his
hiney kicked, his traveling companions are routed and
running for their lives and the incoming Sheriff, the new
Democratic majority in the House, is taking charge and they
ain't happy with B'wana and his wannabee dictatorial ways.
The moral of this story? When you hear the Tom-Toms
beating and the natives are restless, take a pause and
re-route your passage ways and figure out if it is real news
or fake news.
B'wana disregarded the beating drums and now his
political ship has taken on water and is listing to the port
side.
Contact Lafe Tolliver, expert on Tom-Tom Drums at
tolliver@juno.com
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