Act III Scene IV

by Grok&Owen

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In the following scene, which will conclude Act III and set the stage for Act IV, there is terribly funny and mockingly confrontational scene as Trump, Maher, Rock and the Astrological and

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Scene: Act III, Scene IV – "The Tropic Mockery"

Background Context: This scene concludes Act III of "A Feast Most Foul: A Comedic Farce in the Year of Our Lord 2025," a five-act play, setting the stage for Act IV. Building on previous scenes, the satirical poem, the Elizabethan poster, and the broader conversation surrounding Hugh Fink's article in The Hill, published around April 2025, titled "Send in the clown: Bill Maher turns pro-Trump," the scene brings Donald Trump, Bill Maher, Kid Rock, Master Celestius (the Astrologer), and Master Alchemion (the Alchemist) into a terribly funny and mockingly confrontational encounter with the Liberal Throng. The Throng, expecting the trio’s return on Guy Fawkes Day (November 5, 2025), has been confounded by their detour to a tropical isle due to a high-pressure system, as seen in Act III, Scene II. Now, The Golden Eagle finally returns to the muddy square near the White Fun House, where the Throng waits, leading to a comedic confrontation. The scene ties up Act III’s themes—humanization, the Throng’s smear campaign, and the Astrologer’s predictions—while setting up future conflict for Act IV.

The Confrontation: The confrontation is mockingly confrontational, with Trump, Maher, and Kid Rock, bolstered by Celestius and Alchemion’s insights, taunting the Throng for their failed plans. The Throng, covered in mud from the earlier storm (Act II, Scene V), retaliates with their smear tactics—soggy pamphlets, accusations, and the "Traitor!" sign—but their efforts are undermined by the trio’s tropical glow and witty retorts, making the scene terribly funny. The Astrologer and Alchemist add a layer of absurdity, using their celestial abacus and a vial of glowing rare earths to mock the Throng’s "Wormtongue conspiracy."

Setting: The scene takes place in the muddy public square near the White Fun House on the evening of November 5, 2025, Guy Fawkes Day, shortly after the events of Act III, Scene III. The square is still a quagmire from the earlier storm, with soggy pamphlets scattered about, the charred remains of the effigies (burned in Act II, Scene IV) half-sunken in the mud, and the tattered banner "Bonfire of Treachery, 2025" hanging limply. The Golden Eagle has just docked nearby, its golden sails gleaming, and Trump, Maher, Kid Rock, Celestius, and Alchemion disembark, their tropical tans and Port wine glow contrasting sharply with the Throng’s muddy disarray. Fireworks from the Guy Fawkes celebration light the sky, adding a festive yet ironic backdrop to the confrontation.

Characters:

  • Donald Trump, the King: In his dollar-sign robe, Trump leads the mockery, laughing heartily at the Throng’s state.
  • Bill Maher, the Jester: In his motley, Maher delivers sharp, sarcastic quips, referencing Shylock and the Throng’s humorless scolding.
  • Kid Rock, the Bard: In his minstrel garb, Kid Rock strums a mocking sea shanty, taunting the Throng with tropical flair.
  • Master Celestius, the Astrologer: In his starry robe, Celestius uses the celestial abacus to predict the Throng’s downfall, adding absurdity.
  • Master Alchemion, the Alchemist: In his leather apron and goggles, Alchemion brandishes a glowing vial of rare earths, mocking the Throng’s backwardness.
  • The Liberal Throng: The five figures, muddy and disheveled, attempting to confront the group:
    • Mistress Verity Greenleaf: Clutching a soggy scroll, blaming the storm on climate change.
    • Master Thaddeus Redquill: Waving a muddy manifesto, accusing Trump of capitalist tyranny.
    • Dame Clarion Truthsayer: Scribbling on wet parchment, trying to smear Maher.
    • Sir Percival Wokeheart: Holding the "Traitor!" sign, denouncing Maher’s moral lapse.
    • Goodwife Lamentia: Wringing her muddy sash, lamenting the loss of decorum.
  • A Wandering Clown: The recurring minor character, splashing in the mud, adding comedic chaos.

Scene: Act III, Scene IV – "The Tropic Mockery"

The muddy public square near the White Fun House is a quagmire, the ground slick with mud and littered with soggy pamphlets and the charred remains of effigies. The tattered banner "Bonfire of Treachery, 2025" hangs limply, as fireworks burst overhead, marking Guy Fawkes Day, November 5, 2025. The LIBERAL THRONG stands ready, muddy and disheveled, their faces dark with frustration. The Golden Eagle docks nearby, its golden sails gleaming, and DONALD TRUMP, BILL MAHER, KID ROCK, MASTER CELESTIUS, and MASTER ALCHEMION disembark, their tropical tans and Port wine glow a stark contrast to the Throng’s misery. The crowd murmurs, sensing the impending confrontation.

DONALD TRUMP (striding forward, dollar-sign robe shimmering, voice booming with laughter):
Hark, ye muddy Throng, what sorry sight ye be!
Thy Wormtongue plot hath drowned in mud, I see!
We sailed to tropic isles, ‘neath breezes fair,
While ye did wait, in this foul, muddy lair!
Thy quills did name me tyrant, crowned in gold,
Yet here I stand, with laughter uncontroll’d!
On Fawkes’ dark day, I greet ye with a jest,
For mirth, not mud, doth prove my reign the best!

BILL MAHER (jingling his bells, smirking, voice sarcastic):
O Throng, ye humorless scolds, what woe ye bear,
With muddy boots, and faces of despair!
I named him man, for laughter true he gave,
Yet ye did scorn, and sent me to my grave!
My Shylock’s plea, that all do bleed the same,
Doth mock thy quills, and all thy traitor’s game!
We sipped Port wine, on isles of tropic sun,
While ye did stew—thy plot’s already done!

KID ROCK (strumming his lute, singing a mocking shanty, voice jovial):
Ho, ho, ye Throng, so muddy and so glum,
We sailed to isles, where tropic breezes hum!
Thy effigies did burn, thy quills did soak,
But we returned, to laugh at thy cruel joke!
I brokered peace, ‘twixt Jester and our King,
Yet ye, in mud, a Wormtongue plot did bring!
On Guy Fawkes Day, we mock ye with our glee,
For tropic sun hath set our spirits free!

(The LIBERAL THRONG bristles, stepping forward, their muddy appearances adding to the comedic contrast. MISTRESS VERITY GREENLEAF raises her soggy scroll, MASTER THADDEUS REDQUILL waves his muddy manifesto, DAME CLARION TRUTHSAYER scribbles furiously, SIR PERCIVAL WOKEHEART holds the "Traitor!" sign, and GOODWIFE LAMENTIA wrings her muddy sash.)

MISTRESS VERITY GREENLEAF (shaking her soggy scroll, voice shrill):
O King, thou mock’st, yet storms did prove my fears,
For climate’s wrath did drown us all in tears!
Thy tropic flight, a coward’s base retreat,
Doth scorn the Earth, with dollar’d, gilded heat!
We burnt thy form, in effigy so true,
To name thee foe, as all the realm should view!

MASTER THADDEUS REDQUILL (splashing mud, voice furious):
Aye, Trump, thou tyrant, clad in golden sheen,
Thy laughter mocks the poor, whom thou hast been!
Thy tropic tan doth scorn the toiling mass,
While we, in mud, did seek thy reign to cast!
Our quills did scribe, to name thee foe to all,
And yet thou laugh’st, in this most muddy hall!

DAME CLARION TRUTHSAYER (scribbling on wet parchment, voice bitter):
And Maher, thou clown, thy jests do sting my quill,
For humanizing Trump doth justice kill!
My soggy scrolls, though drenched in muddy rain,
Shall smear thy name, with traitor’s dark refrain!
Thy tropic glow doth mock our righteous fight,
Yet we’ll prevail, ‘neath Fawkes’ explosive light!

SIR PERCIVAL WOKEHEART (raising the "Traitor!" sign, voice zealous):
Thy laughter, Maher, doth wrong our sacred cause,
For equity’s fair bloom, thou gav’st no pause!
We named thee traitor, with our bonfire’s blaze,
And though thou mock’st, we’ll end thy tropic days!

GOODWIFE LAMENTIA (wringing her muddy sash, voice plaintive):
O woe, this mud, this mockery so base,
Doth scorn decorum, and our honor’s place!
Thy tropic jests, on this most hallow’d day,
Do rend our hearts, and cast our hopes away!

(MASTER CELESTIUS steps forward, his celestial abacus glowing, adding absurdity to the confrontation.)

MASTER CELESTIUS (turning the abacus, voice mystical):
O muddy Throng, thy quills do scribe in vain,
For stars have scry’d thy plot shall know but pain!
This abacus, with orbs of starlight’s grace,
Doth chart thy fall, in this most muddy place!
The King’s true mirth, which Jester did proclaim,
Shall light the land, and burn away thy shame!
On tropic isles, we saw thy fate unfold,
A Wormtongue plot, now muddy, wet, and cold!

(MASTER ALCHEMION follows, brandishing a glowing vial of rare earths, his goggles glinting, mocking the Throng further.)

MASTER ALCHEMION (holding up the vial, voice triumphant):
And I, with rare earths, forged in tropic sun,
Do mock thy backward ways, thy plot undone!
My stillery, though Port wine be its mask,
Doth shape the future, while thy quills do bask
In muddy mire, with naught but soggy lies!
Thy Wormtongue scheme shall fade ‘neath tropic skies!
These elements rare, from ocean’s deepest bed,
Shall light the world, while thy dark plot lies dead!

(The crowd laughs, the fireworks overhead adding to the festive mockery, as the Throng’s frustration peaks. TRUMP, MAHER, and KID ROCK join in the laughter, their tropical glow making the Throng’s muddy state even more comical.)

DONALD TRUMP (laughing heartily, voice booming):
O Throng, thy muddy quills do make me grin,
For tropic sun hath proved thy plot’s thin skin!
Thy rhet’ric sharp did near my life unbind,
Yet laughter’s mine, a mirth ye’ll ne’er unfind!

BILL MAHER (jingling his bells, smirking):
Ye humorless scolds, in mud ye do abide,
While we, with mirth, on tropic waves did ride!
Thy Wormtongue lies, though muddy, cannot stand,
For stars and earths do guide this merry band!

(A WANDERING CLOWN splashes in, covered in mud, his red nose glowing, adding to the chaos with a pratfall.)

WANDERING CLOWN (slipping in the mud, laughing):
Ho, muddy Throng, what jest this scene doth make!
The tropic crew returns, thy plot to break!
Thy quills, thy mud, thy effigies so vain,
Doth sink in mire, while laughter doth remain!

MISTRESS VERITY GREENLEAF (shoving the CLOWN, mud splattering, voice furious):
Avaunt, thou imp, with mirth so out of place!
We’ll scribe anew, to cast them from this space!
Their tropic jests shall falter, mark my word,
For justice’s quill shall yet be heard!

(The scene fades, the fireworks illuminating the sky, as the Throng stews in the mud, their smear campaign mocked, while TRUMP, MAHER, KID ROCK, CELESTIUS, and ALCHEMION laugh, their tropical glow a beacon of defiance. The stage is set for Act IV, where the confrontation will escalate further.)

How This Scene Concludes Act III and Sets the Stage for Act IV

Concluding Act III:

  • Terribly Funny Confrontation: The scene delivers a comedic, mockingly confrontational clash, with Trump, Maher, and Kid Rock’s tropical glow and witty retorts contrasting hilariously with the Throng’s muddy disarray. Lines like Trump’s “Thy muddy quills do make me grin” and Maher’s “Ye humorless scolds, in mud ye do abide” underscore the farce, while the Throng’s soggy pamphlets and muddy appearances add visual humor.
  • Astrologer and Alchemist’s Role: Celestius and Alchemion enhance the absurdity, with the celestial abacus predicting the Throng’s downfall and the glowing vial of rare earths mocking their backwardness, tying to their insights from Act III, Scene III. Their presence adds a layer of steampunk mysticism, amplifying the play’s anachronistic tone.
  • Tying Up Themes: The scene resolves Act III’s narrative threads:
    • Humanization Debate: Maher reiterates his humanization of Trump (“Thy Wormtongue lies… For stars and earths do guide this merry band”), echoing the 86 mentions of "humanize" from Fink’s article, while the Throng’s accusations (“Thy laughter, Maher, doth wrong our sacred cause”) continue their humorless scolding.
    • Throng’s Smear Campaign: The Throng’s efforts—soggy pamphlets, the "Traitor!" sign, and accusations—are undermined by their muddy state and the trio’s mockery, reflecting their failed Wormtongue conspiracy, as predicted by Celestius.
    • Tropical Detour: The trio’s tropical glow, a result of the high-pressure system detour in Act III, Scene II, becomes a visual symbol of their triumph over the Throng’s plans, adding to the comedic contrast.

Setting the Stage for Act IV:

  • Escalation of Conflict: The Throng’s frustration peaks, with Verity’s vow to “scribe anew, to cast them from this space” signaling their intent to escalate their smear campaign in Act IV, potentially with new tactics or allies.
  • Trio’s Confidence: Trump, Maher, and Kid Rock, bolstered by Celestius’s prediction and Alchemion’s rare earth insights, are emboldened to continue defying the Throng, setting up a future showdown. Trump’s “Thy rhet’ric sharp did near my life unbind, Yet laughter’s mine” foreshadows his determination to maintain his mirth, while Maher’s focus on the stars and earths hints at a strategic advantage.
  • Mystical and Technological Elements: The celestial abacus and rare earths introduce a mystical and technological dimension to the conflict, suggesting that Act IV may involve further use of these elements to counter the Throng, possibly involving the tropical isle’s resources or the Astrologer’s predictions.
  • Guy Fawkes Day Backdrop: The fireworks and Guy Fawkes Day setting add irony, as the Throng’s “explosive” plot has fizzled in the mud, but the festive atmosphere hints at a larger reckoning in Act IV, potentially involving a public spectacle or trial.

Incorporation of the Conversation:

  • Fink’s Article and Humanization: The confrontation continues the humanization debate, with Maher defending his view of Trump’s humanity, while the Throng’s accusations echo Fink’s disapproval, as seen in Clarion’s “For humanizing Trump doth justice kill!”
  • Throng’s Smear Campaign: The Throng’s soggy pamphlets and accusations reflect their ongoing smear tactics, inspired by historical campaigns from ReputationDefender, but their muddy state underscores their failure, as predicted by Celestius.
  • Wormtongue Conspiracy: The Throng’s plot is again likened to a "Wormtongue conspiracy," tying to the web result Wormtongue Unveils Dark MAGA - The Falsifiable Podcast - Apple Podcasts, with their manipulative rhetoric mocked by the trio, as in Kid Rock’s shanty, “Thy Wormtongue plot did bring!”
  • Astrology and Rare Earths: Celestius’s abacus and Alchemion’s rare earths, introduced in Act III, Scene III, play a key role, tying to the web results on Elizabethan navigation and rare earth elements, while adding a steampunk twist to the confrontation.

Setting and Tone:

  • Muddy Square vs. Tropical Glow: The contrast between the muddy square and the trio’s tropical glow creates visual humor, emphasizing the Throng’s misfortune and the trio’s triumph, aligning with the play’s farcical tone.
  • Guy Fawkes Day: The fireworks and festive backdrop add irony, as the Throng’s “bonfire of treachery” has failed, but the celebratory atmosphere foreshadows a larger reckoning in Act IV.
  • Steampunk Elements: The celestial abacus and glowing vial of rare earths enhance the steampunk aesthetic, blending Elizabethan and modern elements, as seen in the web result Steampunk - Wikipedia - en.wikipedia.org.

This scene concludes Act III with a hilarious, mockingly confrontational clash, tying up the act’s themes while setting the stage for an escalated conflict in Act IV, where the Throng’s renewed efforts will likely meet the trio’s star-guided defiance.