I thought of Henry Adams when I learned of the Trumpy Bear this morning on a friend’s Facebook feed. The grandson of our most brilliant president and great-grandson of Paul Giamatti famously said: “The progress of evolution from President Washington to President Grant was alone evidence to upset Darwin.”
I wonder what Adams would have made of the Current Occupant who has become the second Oval One to be transformed into a plush toy:
The fact that it was Teddy Roosevelt supports the Adamic theory of devolution. Life appears to not only imitate The Sopranos but the band Devo who posed the eternal question: “are we not men?” In 2018, the answer is not Devo, but Trumpy Bear.
I felt obliged to check Snopes to see if Trumpy Bear really exists. To my chagrin, I learned that it does. Oy, just oy.
Imagine giving Trumpy Bear to your favorite toddler. They’d be scarred for life even if they dig the secret compartment containing Old Glory. It reminds me of a Chucky doll and I hate Chucky. He makes me wanna upchucky as does Trumpy.
I suspect you won’t be shocked to learn that Trumpy Bear originates in Texas, home to Energy Secretary and syrup hugger Rick Perry and the wingnuttiest wingnuts in Wingnuttia. If I were an actual journalist I’d do more research but I’m a pundit, so fuck it. Just read the Snopes entry.
The commercial for the product sounds like a vintage SNL parody ad:
I wonder if the Insult Comedian gets a cut? He likes to wet his beak, after all.
The Trumpy Bear is the Trump butt-plug in reverse. It’s for fans and people who like to traumatize friends and family of all ages. It could, however, be posed in various obscene ways but I’m unwilling to shell out $39.90 plus shipping and handling. That’s right, I’m not from Texas.
I have another concern about this product: why isn’t Trumpy Bear orange? A brown Trumpy Bear strikes me as unrealistic but the hair *does* resemble a dead nutria pelt.
Since I played Elvis yesterday, I have a raging earworm. Sorry for not being more original. As far as I know, there’s no rock song about Henry Adams, so here we go:
I just want to be your Trumpy Bear. Did I say that? Is Joy Reid’s hacker after me now?
Well, it would make a good target for those of us Lefties who still own guns. I sold all of my guns a few years ago but I still own a compound bow & a antique recurve (a gorgeous Browning). It would be fun to shoot that bear. Set it up & fill it with arrows.
An antique … sorry.
Facebook, eh? I found Trumpy Bear the way nature intended, watching telebision in the dead of night.
And I doubt Trump gets any money from it. I suspect “Trumpy” w/ a “y” is all that keeps these Texas turkeys from being sued.
” That’s right, I’m not from Texas.”
OK – that’s enough of THAT!
😉
But Texas wants me anyway?