The President of the United States has arrived in Europe and I am not sitting up scared to death about some horror that is going to occur because of the absolute classlessness and stupidity of a mentally ill malignant narcissist as I was for four years. In addition, I also don’t have to be concerned that the US is going to withdraw from an important international agreement due to some imperial whim.

So there’s this prominent actor who has voiced his political beliefs for years and has actively campaigned and professionally mocked a candidate for a high office. He has been very successful in these ventures.

Unbeknownst to him, an individual who has access to the prop department working on a film and whose politics are contrary to those of the star substitutes a real, working weapon for the make-believe and the star unwittingly kills and injured members of the film crew. He is forever tainted by this event and becomes a figure of both pity and scorn, depending upon the politics of the individual audience member. Many years later he becomes the answer to a trivia question along with a very few others.

Such is the nature of fiction when dealing with awful facts.