Invasion of the Party Snatchers

 During the height of the Red Scare, as the Cold War sizzled and paranoia had everyone looking under their beds for the commie boogie man, Don Siegel’s classic 1956 horror film, Invasion of the Body Snatchers, was a brilliant allegorical, cautionary tale of the Red Menace infiltrating and taking over the country.

At the time of its release, film theorists debated about the true underlying message of Siegel’s film. Maybe, some argued, it was (A) all about the UFO hysteria that had gripped the country following the infamous Roswell, New Mexico UFO incident in 1947.

Or, others said, it’s (B) about the Atomic Bomb. Those mad scientists, dressed in starched, white lab coasts, with weird sounding last names, had unleased some demonic force and aliens from outer space were coming to control us so we couldn’t harm other planets.

The correct answer is(C).

 Invasion of the Body Snatchers was Siegel’s warning of a Kremlin-led, communist infiltration and takeover. Sixty years later, we are now confronted with the sequel to Siegel’s masterpiece; Invasion of the Party Snatchers.

Ever since The Orange Menace (Donald J. Trump) descended from the nether regions of his Evil Dark Tower on that escalator and announced his candidacy for president, we have been inundated with more and more evidence that Trump is indeed “The Manchurian Candidate” in Jabba the Hut’s body, posing as a New York City real estate wheeler dealer.

This time though, the Russians were more focused; they only left pods in the basements of Republicans. They’ve “snatched” the whole party. Apparently, the whole Republican party has been reborn as Russian agents and have hammer and sickle tattoos on their asses.

Every time you turn around, another Republican politician is found to have financial ties, in one way or another, to Moscow. The latest one being the newly elected Greg “The Body Slammer” Gianforte of Montana.

President Trump is trying to turn the congress into an off-shore politburo for his Puppet Master, Putin. And the Republicans are going along with it. Soon, they’ll all be wearing ill-fitting, badly tailored, shabby, gray suits, smoke and drink too much and sport cheap haircuts like their Russian counterparts.

The metamorphosis of the Republicans into commie comrades is amazing to behold, but can’t be denied.

If a Hillary administration was blatantly playing footsie with the Russians like Trump, Flynn, Kushner, et al, she would have already have been burned at the stake and it would have been carried live on Fox News.

“Tonight, on Fox News, a special Friar’s Roast of President Hillary Clinton. She’ll be fried and roasted for getting too cozy with the Kremlin. Don’t touch that dial, it could be very, very hot!”

Our only hope to rid ourselves of The Orange Menace and the Invasion of the Party Snatchers, is former G-Man, Robert Mueller and the FBI investigation into all Russian things that go Trump in the night. J. Edgar’s boys have been tracking down fellow travelers since before World War I. But this time, like Pogo famously observed: “I have seen the enemy and he is us.”

Somewhere down in Hell, Senator Joseph McCarthy is looking up, smiling and saying to himself, “I told you so.”