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RECENTLY I mentioned the Wizard of Oz in an item On Satire, Self-Inflicted and Otherwise. In retrospect, after more research, I owe an apology to the Wizard.
True, the Wizard is a bully who must devise an alternative-fact universe: “Pay no attention to that man behind the curtain.”
True, the Wizard is an arrogant know-it-all. As his doppelgänger Professor Marvel states early on, “Professor Marvel never guesses, he knows!”
The Wizard cavorts with evil personages, specifically the Wicked Witch of the West. She says, “Just try and stay out of my way. Just try! I’ll get you, my pretty, and your little dog, too!” Her tone becomes ominous: “Going so soon? I wouldn’t hear of it. Why my little party’s just beginning…. Poppies… Poppies. Poppies will put them to sleep. Sleeeep. Now they’ll sleeeep.”
The Wizard surrounds himself with sycophants.[Thanks, Michael, for the correction.] Says the Guardian of the Emerald City Gates, “Orders are nobody can see the Great Oz! Not nobody, not nohow!”
The Wizard exalts in pomposity: “Do not arouse the wrath of the great and powerful Oz…. Do you presume to criticize the Great Oz? You ungrateful creatures. Think yourselves lucky that I’m giving you an audience tomorrow, instead of 20 years from now.”
The Wizard is a posturing buffoon: “Frightened? Child, you’re talking to a man who’s laughed in the face of death, sneered at doom, and chuckled at catastrophe… I was petrified.”
The Wizard ridicules those of different body types: “Step forward, Tin Man! You DARE to come to me for a heart, do you? You clinking, clanking, clattering collection of collagenous junk!”
“And you, Scarecrow, have the effrontery to ask for a brain, you billowing bale of bovine fodder!”
However, to give the Wizard full due, he softens these last invectives with a transformed understanding: “As for you, my galvanized friend, you want a heart. You don’t know how lucky you are not to have one. Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable…. A heart is not judged by how much you love; but by how much you are loved by others.”
And, to the Cowardly Lion, “You, my friend, are a victim of disorganized thinking. You are under the unfortunate impression that just because you run away you have no courage; you’re confusing courage with wisdom”
Last, and most tellingly, the Wizard never once expresses lust for the child. And, in the end, she and her pals return to a semblance of normalcy. ds
© Dennis Simanaitis, SimanaitisSays.com, 2017
Well done Dennis.
Thank you, David. As I never seem tired of noting, political satire is the bellwether of the body politic.
And let me rhetorically ask how assiduously you would be assailing the other asspirant to asscend to the office you so repetitively have reminded us is now occupied by the President in Wanting? My fear is that you are somehow yet inveigled by an idea that we actually had a good choice in the past election, that is to say a genteel and erudite statesman and stalwart defender of our Nation. What you see is what the Nationa parties gave us. You are welcome to run the current one out of office if you can find a Patriot who understands Capitalism and the Constitution and is a champion of the expectations of those who toil on behalf of their families and for the unselfish betterment of the Nation. So far all I can hear is the crickets.
I agree, Campaign 2016 was not exactly a choice of statesmen (you’ll excuse the “men” part, but “statespeople” sounds terribly stilted). I made my choice of the options presented. You did as well.