Long live Emperor Don!

As S. leaned over to move orange cones at the cemetery, I called out, "I guess the Padres are good this year!" "So far," he responded. "And I guess the Dodgers lost a lot of fans recently," I continued. "Why?" "Because they went to the White House," I said. "Oh half of them are fake fans," he said. I muttered something about a fake president.

 

"Oh yes, the Emperor!" S. said.

 

We were now face to face, and I detected a slight smile on his face. "Are you kidding me?"

 

"Oh no, and he'll give it all to his sons."

 

"Are you being sarcastic?"

 

"Absolutely not."

 

"Do you favor a monarchy, then, instead of a democracy?" I asked.

 

"Absolutely. And we haven't been a democracy for over 170 years."

 

"Well, we've never been a true democracy, but we've also never been a monarchy. Why are you in favor of that?"

 

"It's human nature," he said. Adding, "I'll bet you like that actor, Zelenskyy. He's killing Ukraine. So dishonest."

 

"I think Russia's killing Ukrainians," I said.

 

"They're just trying to get their territory back. Russia's the most honest country in the world right now. And Putin's better than Trump."

 

"He's even more cruel than Trump," I injected.

 

"Oh no, Putin's the best leader in the world."

 

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This must be the play that six characters were looking for.