Solution for the craziest in the administration: The Trump commune

by Bob Schwartz

Raccoon penis

Crazy runs rampant in the Trump administration.

Gregg Phillips, a senior FEMA official, among other wacky incidents, claims to have been teleported sixty miles to a Waffle House in Georgia. Today, a new book reveals that DHS Secretary Kennedy once cut off the penis of a roadkilled racoon to “study it”. These are just two of many examples. Not to mention the one at the top of the pyramid.

What might be done? Here is a creative solution.

There are plenty of ultrarich people in the administration. They could afford to buy any land they wanted anywhere. Or they could use land they already own.

Establish a commune on that land for the craziest members of the administration. Not a bare bones commune. More like a luxury resort. It could include whatever facilities are appropriate. A teleportation area. A museum with a collection of animal skeletons and genitals. A place to practice spiritual “doctoring”. Whatever.

The crazies will have a unique opportunity to exchange interesting ideas, where they are no danger to themselves or others. America will have a chance to live without them. Making America Sane Again.