And oddly enough, who should emerge from the tattered woodwork of this fiasco but a chap by the name of...Michael Stipe.
Yep, old Stipey's influence popped up again when he went public after President Tiptop Trumpet took the title of office.
"I mean it's so sad that we have allowed ourselves to sink to this level of, really, entertainment, that's what it is," he said while describing the whole political culture of the US.
He's no mug is old Stipey.
Hell, he should have stood for the presidency...alongside Kanye West, Jay Leno and Arnold Dumple (the bloke who runs a small bakery on the East Side of New York).
I suspect all of them have very limited experience of political complexity but all are very adept at appearing on television...except for Arnold so he wouldn't have got my vote were I living in Nebraska.
Oh I fear more than anything that this result may create some sort of "if he can do it I can do it" faction among those who can afford the sort of car which costs the price of a modest suburban house.
It's election time next year and were we to adopt the rather inexplicable and totally bewildering system they use in the two main camps over there to find a candidate then chaps like Mike Hosking would surely step out of the shadows (of the local coffee boutique) and have a shot at it.
So too would Arnold Dumple because like many Americans he will likely up sticks, pack his bags, get on a ship and move to New Zealand.
He will have to accept the inevitable sharing of bed space though because she'll be a real boatload.
When Australia was getting hammered with what came to be known as "boat people" - those refugees and escapees from troubled regions northwest of Oz - we all sighed with a mix of sympathy for the poor folk aboard, but also with a sort of satisfaction that because we are so far away to the east, and encircled by large and often wild seas and winds, they couldn't paddle or motor this far.
And I've heard many a conversation centred around the daunting and quite frightening influx of tens of thousands of war-weary and displaced refugees from places like Afghanistan and Syria into Europe.
Again, our remote location sees not a boat on any horizon.
But that could all change now, although the boats will cast off from California and Seattle not the Middle East.
Uneasy fine Americans seeking shelter from the tentacles of Trumpy.
Unlike Middle Eastern asylum seekers they will however bring a few bob with them, so that's not a bad thing...although it could rattle the property prices.
Be pretty cool though to bump into Bruce Springsteen down at the bottle store...or maybe even Michael Stipe.
"Ahhh, you're a lager man eh Springers?"
And then go and gas the old car up and there's motorcycle racing legend Kenny Roberts pumping up the tyres of his ute.
Probably bump into the Clintons out at the Mission restaurant that night...
So I wonder what's first on the agenda for Sir Donald?
"Sir Donald" you ask?
Listen, if he can weave himself into a presidential position he can easily conjure up a knighthood.
I reckon he'll get the White House painted.
"Put some red stripes over there you ungrateful immigrants," he will order the painting contractors.
He'll want it to look its best when old Mad Vlad Putin pops in for a vodka in the New Year.
Then I reckon he'll have a real hard close look at places like North Korea and go and hire a nuclear strategist by the name of Newcombe.
Oh what can you do...you have to laugh, because not even Hollywood could have come up with and marketed a script like this.
