No

I am an Old Fart.  I remember the night Rod Steiger won an Academy Award for his portrayal of the racist sheriff in In the Heat of the Night.  It was 1968, and the ceremony had been delayed (much to the annoyance of people like the host, Bob Hope) until after the funeral of Martin Luther King, Jr.  Change of all kinds was in the air, politics amped up by the assassination, and Steiger concluded his acceptance speech with the words "We shall overcome."  The next day, nobody suggested he should run for office, much less president.

Fifty years later, Oprah Winfrey got an award from the Hollywood Foreign Press people at the Golden Globes and made a speech that seems to have enraptured her followers.  Some have seen it as the opening salvo of her campaign for president.  Some have urged her to run.

Have we all gone bonkers?

Who thinks it would be a good idea to install another reality TV star in the White House?  Have we learned nothing?  It goes without saying that she would be better than Trump.  So would the animatronic Trump in Disneyland, or my left shoe.  "Better than Trump" is better than absolute zero.  We need to raise the bar -- not to limbo height, perhaps, but off the ground.  We are better than this, and if we aren't, time to change our name to West Russia and spend all our time playing Grand Theft Auto.

People, please.