In the below image, would-be Emperor Golden Pubes has no clothes. “Friends, white Americans, countrymen, lend me your tighty-whities, fast, okay?”
The inclusion by the photographer of King Tut and Whole Foods in the image are nice touches, capturing the tensions of the cultural moment (anal-gold-bug-money-grubbing-authoritarian state vs. green and connected–and also, admittedly, money-grubbing–liberal state).
And far in back, on a window, is the word “trolls,” which seems to devilishly hover and preside over a Dante-like hell-room consisting of 1980s pastel flames.
Hmm, I wonder who should be consigned to that room.
So, Sesame Street friends, can you tell us which of these things in the foreground of this image is not like the others? Which of these things does not belong? The election schwings on it.
Where’s Troll-dough?
Prometheus Unbound 