Prolepsis (pro-lep’-sis): (1) A synonym for procatalepsis [refuting anticipated objections]; (2) speaking of something future as though already done or existing. A figure of anticipatio.
My ballroom is a shining beacon of wasteful spending, I am proud to say, casting shadows of fiscal irresponsibility across the White House lawn. It symbolizes my power and recklessness, starting construction without asking for funding, making a mess that needed to be cleaned up at any cost—by “cleaned up” we mean ballroom built, mission accomplished—displaying my wisdom and taste, modeling it after the renowned “Mara Lago MacDonalds.”
Flashing lights greet you as you come through the door. There is the heavy smell of beef patties in the air. As revealers dance to “YMCA” played over and over on a continuous loop cassette tape, to thrill their souls and work off the milkshakes. We play Celine Dion too, to bring the romancers on the floor to glory. Clearly, a noble move.
There are five cloakrooms reserved for “caucusing” with whoever the guests can get their hands on. There will be some incredible men and women on the floor to caucus with: Blondie, Mel Gibson, Joni Mitchell, Sylvester Stallone, etc. It will be awesome.
You say I’m building a house of “woe.” I say I’m building a house of “WO!,” unique to the White House lawn, where my associates can let their hair down, and other and their pants down without resulting in a Senate Hearing.
“The Ballroom,” is named after Marie Antonette’s ballroom/bakery where she practiced philanthropy, baking cakes for the poor. Our “Ballroom” will donate the proceeds from the redemption of all the recyclable cans and bottles it drains to the “Save the Trump’s Foundation.”
“The Ballroom” will be completed some time in the future. Be there!
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