Let ‘s pretend.

Let’s pretend that you have $200,000 of loose change to join D. Trump’s luxurious resort, Mar-a-Lago. Let’s pretend that you are eager to hobnob not only with the President but also with his super wealthy members in the epicenter of the world’s most powerful oligarchy. Pretend that you will be an insider for Developers. Bankers. Lobbyists. Corporate chiefs. Moguls. Even Bill Belichick..(But only if it’s OK with him.)

Pretend that the head oligarch only won the election by a TKO whiile losing the popular vote by nearly 3 million . Pretend that as a part-time president who spends nearly half of his time at his resort, far from the madding crowd and “dishonest” media, he can talk about his business deals with his two dynastic sons. Pretend that this man who is drenched in wealth and all of its unique comforts really gives a damn about other human beings, particularly the unfortunate class that tries to move about without a job nor basic income, pretend just as his supplicants, hacks and cowering aides believe, it will somehow all turn out well when the Everglades are finally drained in the hands of a maniac.

Go ahead and pretend that he isn’t kooky nor a world class liar, or that his haphazard governing won’t lead to blowing us all up.

Or maybe that’s more than anybody can pretend these days.