1. It’s Friday, January 5, 2018.

2. It’s the 65th anniversary of the stage debut of Samuel Beckett’s “Waiting for Godot” in Paris.

I’d say more, but I don’t want to spoil the ending for anyone who hasn’t seen it.

3. There’s sort of a “Waiting for Godot” vibe to the Trump occupation of the White House.

Every day, it seems, there’s some craziness that crops up. It seems to take different shapes – today it’s “Sloppy Steve” and the tweet that the “Fake News Media” didn’t cover the Dow reaching 25,000.

But it’s the same crap, different day, as it has been most of the 350 days of this nightmare. Trump airs grievances via Twitter and the rest of the world dissects them.

4. Here’s why this is not like “Waiting for Godot.”: Something is happening. Unfortunately.

Just five days into the new year, we have the following:

— An effort to end all restrictions on offshore drilling.
— An effort to stop the popular movement toward marijuana legalization.
— A fight picked with Pakistan over its terrorism fighting prowess.
— A delay in an Obama administration rule requiring communities to report on racial segregation in housing and how they intend to correct problems.
— Talk of acting to cut Medicare and Social Security to help erase some of the debt racked up via the idiotic tax cut enacted in haste last month.
— New store closings for Macy’s and Sears as the retail industry shakeout continues.
— Protests in Iran that the administration and its tame sycophants in Congress tried to exploit for political gain – pretty much ending those protests because those complaining don’t want to be seen as tools of Trump and company.
— Efforts to tie a measure to fund the government past Jan. 19 to increased military spending.
— Still about half of Puerto Rico without power.
— A concerted effort to both end an investigation into how Russia interfered with the 2016 election and launch a political prosecution of Hillary Clinton and her associates.
— And a sophomoric spat between Trump and Kim Jong Un comparing the size of their nuclear buttons, as if a nuclear war on the Korean peninsula would be like a pissing contest in the boys’ room.

Those are real problems for all of us. They’re scary.

So I can’t get particularly worked up about a book that says Trump is a grown child in a job that requires a grownup.

The crisis isn’t that he eats cheeseburgers in bed. Or that he doesn’t seem able to read. Or that saying he has the attention span of a toddler insults every toddler I’ve ever seen.

Yes, I understand the impulse to buy a book that Trump, who also seems to have difficulty grasping the idea of a Constitution he swore to defend, tried to stop from distribution. I want to stick it to him, too.

But the problem is that Trump is not alone. He is getting help from Republicans in Congress and his sympaticos at Fox News.

They may gasp at his shocking lack for qualification for the job. They may nervously laugh about his latest gaffe or crazy talk.

But they’re complicit in it. They are as culpable for this disaster as he is.

So a book about White House gossip might get folks atwitter – pun intended. The problem is that it doesn’t solve anything that’s wrong with January 5, 2018, the 350 days before it and the 1,111 days that are due to follow.

If you buy the book, I hope you enjoy it. “The Underground Railroad” by Colson Whitehead is the next thing on my reading list.