Lost Buttons

Video footage of the Martyrs of the Trumpster Epiphany shows that they came within thirty metres of the vice-Trumpster and his nucular toybox. In theory, the vice-president is only allowed to perpetrate a worldwide holocaust if the president is dead or incapacitated, so gaining access to the codes would probably not have enabled the Martyrs to bring the end of civilisation much closer than Team Trumpster have already brought it with their can-do attitude towards the climate catastrophe. Even were a nucular misapplication to occur, it is arguable that a goodly portion of the master race could be lulled away from panic with propaganda of the Edward Teller variety. Nevertheless, it would indubitably be inconvenient for foreign powers to learn what contingencies are in place for when a live and capacitous chief executive, even if not fluorescent tangerine in shade or existing in co-dependent symbiosis with a hydrophobic head-tribble, happens also to be a grinning vegetable as during most of the 1980s, or a strategically shaven chimpanzee as during the first eight years of the present century.