The Republican tax plan reminds me of a 1950's do-wop classic. Here's Manhattan Transfer.
White House of Wax
Melania Trump's Christmas decorations look like a scene from a schlocky 50's horror movie.
watching ballerinas. She's standing, almost motionless, with a null expression on her face. Those slight movements are the only proof they didn't wheel out a wax statue to impersonate the First Lady. Although I wouldn't put it past the mad master of the White House to have a vat of boiling paraffin in the basement waiting for his wife.
The first lesson of politics I learned is to always have a venue
slightly smaller than your expected attendance. You want to squeeze
people in and have them standing in the aisles. If the fire marshal
isn't pissed you've failed.