We hear that a guy named Jimmy is back on the air tonight.
Jimmy's just another pathetic voice in an echo chamber of lost egos. Jimmy thinks he's Big, Important . . . SOMEBODY! But Jimmy's a legend only in his own mind, and even there, only barely. That's because someone else is taking up most of the space in his head -- someone named Donald who lives there rent free and chuckles delightedly as Jimmy obsesses over him.
Jimmy can't get away from Donald -- he can't escape him; can't stop thinking about him; can't stop talking about him. Donald is at once Jimmy's perceived enemy and his constant companion. Now, Jimmy can't break free from the monster he himself created.
Jimmy suffers from TDS, Trump Derangement Syndrome. Jimmy can't help himself. He's told more than a thousand "jokes" at Donald's expense and, despite admonishment and a pat-on-the-wrist suspension, he's likely to to tell more, to fall back into the same, dreary, destructive pattern.
More than 200 people directly depend on Jimmy for their weekly paycheck and a whole media conglomerate has millions invested in him but Jimmy can't fully appreciate this because he can't get beyond himself, can't get over himself.
Like a little child, Jimmy seems to cry as quickly as he laughs. Maybe that's because he's been babied and pampered like a child. He misbehaves, then he's warned; he's threatened; but there's no real consequences for his reckless misdeeds, so the pattern is repeated over and over again.
It's familiar, it's irritating, it's unfunny, its tedious and ultimately, monotonous. That's why people are shunning Jimmy; why they're ignoring him; why they're turning him off.
Oh yeah, he's been given another chance -- technically. But already, a quarter of his audience (his "family") have walked away. They don't wanna watch it; they don't wanna hear it; they don't wanna be part of Jimmy's world anymore.
Can you blame them?
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