Readers of this site may have noted a conspicuous absence of content from this author since shortly after the elections. In part, this (perhaps welcome) silence has been a product of an effort to maximize holiday time with family; however, it must be admitted that a bout of mild situational depression and a nagging sense of futility have combined to cripple my efforts to be in any way articulate about the current state of the world.
To complicate matters, the interwebs are stuffed so full of opinion blogs and dripping with all manner of rage and disbelief about such audacious tweeting, it is hard to find room for an original thought…let alone to have one. This essay may be no exception. Nonetheless, when this little factoid came to my attention, it was a statement too perfect to not share: a Bruce Springsteen tribute act, The B Street Band, will be playing President Trump’s inauguration.
I mean…come on! Am I right? Not only is this a knock-off…a cheap imitation of a real rock band…but, it’s sole purpose is to pay tribute to a man who is the literal antithesis of Donald Trump. Maybe its just me, but the hilarity content of this irony is intoxicating.
You can almost hear the planning committee: “This is a great idea! People Who love both Springsteen and Trump will be reminded that one thinks they’re short-sighted fools, and the other can really only deliver a bargain basement counterfeit; a hollow fraud, masquerading as a kept promise.”
What about the people who think celebrities have no business weighing in on politics? “No problem. Every song will not only be a glaring, blaring reminder their voice will not be heard over the din of sycophantic back-slapping; it won’t even be sought.”
To The B Street Band, congratulations on the gig. You might want to ask for payment in advance.
UPDATE: According to Rolling Stone, The B Street Band has withdrawn from the inauguration ball. Well played, boys.