Last month, I learned (via Politico) about a congressional Trumpet’s attempt to have Donald Trump’s face carved onto Mount Rushmore.

If that was intended to be serious, it’s still a joke: I mean, look at the hilariously bad Photoshop job included with the press release. It’s also perversely admirable that someone could actually say that Donald Trump caused “economic growth” and “brought peace to the world.”

Anyway, I found myself initially unmoved. I was more interested in some other congressvermin’s idea to put Trump on the $100 bill, because after another four years of his alleged fiscal policy, the $100 might be usable as toilet paper.

Also, I remembered a thing or two about Mount Rushmore; I missed the time Pelosi suggested putting Joe Biden up there (until I started researching this post), but I did remember Roosevelt. I mean, who thinks Teddy Roosevelt was in the same league as Washington, Jefferson, and Lincoln? Even the National Park Service struggles to explain his presence.

(I’ll summarize that last link, in case you want to save a click: “Washington led American forces in the Revolutionary War and was the first president. Jefferson wrote the Declaration of Independence and enlarged the country with the Louisiana Purchase. Lincoln kept the slave states from seceding and presided over the freeing of American slaves. And Roosevelt… was a president and some things went well during his term.”)

A lot more people thought that highly of Roosevelt in the early 1920s than today, though, because he was barely cold and his brand of big-government politics was still current. And (some big-gov fans thought) what better way to promote big government than to plaster one of its most successful recent champions on the side of a fucking mountain?

…a lot like the proposal to put Reagan on there in 1999, when his brand of conservatism was still a dominant force on the right. And a lot like Trump’s brand of authoritarian cattle exhaust is current today…