So, Hegseth and Trump Are Going to Beard the Generals, Eh?

Well, there are plenty of possible scenarios with such a strange gathering. What might happen? I'm thinking about the characters of both Hegseth and Trump when I consider the possibilities.

Here's what just might turn out to happen, it seems to me:

Hegseth marches out into the room where the high brass is gathered. He's all worked up about it, because this is his chance to be a "real military man," loaded with visions of lethality and amplified masculinity. Now, he has them where he wants them and he's about to emerge and take his place as the hard-hitting military genius he thinks he is or should be.

He has them stripped naked, symbolically, as he emerges from behind the curtain, standing tall and erect. He marches over to the microphone and prepares to speak. He takes a deep breath, opens his mouth to begin his tirade....and then he stops. He glances downward and then says "OH SHIT! NOT AGAIN!" Then he disappears, slightly hunched over, back behind the curtain. He has nothing left. His manhood has left him suddenly, before it should have. He peaked before the time was right. Now, he's empty and useless - again....

It's all over before the fun begins. Trump, backstage, takes one look at what has happened and motions to his SS guards. "This is over," he says. Get me out of here!"