I find myself haunted by that image of Donald Trump, his glamazon daughter Ivanka on his right and glamazon wife Melania on his left. Both are gazing blankly into the middle distance as if on strong prescription meds, as the newly anointed presumptive Republican nominee declares he is going to make America great again.
The picture says, ?Look at me, with my beautiful bitches?, and reminds us that if nothing goes to plan, the current Mrs Trump ? a 6ft, 125lb Slovenian model with the ice blue eyes of a snow leopard about to sneeze ? could become the 47th First Lady of the United States.
And for the first time in the history of the land of the free, we will have a man in the White House who talks about his wife as if she?s a blow-up sex doll.
A talk-show host, Howard Stern, once asked Trump whether he would stay with his perfect wife if she was in a terrible car accident?
He paused. ?How do the breasts look?? Trump asked. ?Because that?s important.?
?The breasts are OK,? Stern replied. Then Trump stays.
He would date Ivanka (who also has a ?perfect body?, he says) if she wasn?t his daughter.
Childcare? He doesn?t do it. Never has.
He has a repellent caveman attitude to women and what he regards as ?women?s work?, and this is far more important, in the end, than the fact that the potential next FLOTUS?s career high point to date has been a shoot where she lay naked on her tummy on a white bearskin rug.
Melania didn?t sign up to be FLOTUS, but the mere thought that a Mrs Trump might fill the shoes of Eleanor Roosevelt, of Barbara Bush, of Jackie K, even of Hillary Clinton (who declined to stay home and bake cookies), or of legal eagle Michelle Obama, freezes the marrow ? and would catapult the women?s movement back many decades.
?She?d be great at picking out the china patterns, she?d be a classic First Lady,? says a stylist who?s worked with the Trumps ? as if this was a good thing.
At one rally (Trump is wheeling his wife out more to chase up his low ratings with female voters), Melania addressed the Trumpers.
?He?s a hard worker. He?s kind. He has a great heart. He?s tough. He?s smart. He?s a great communicator,? Melania recited,
like a hostage reading out a kidnap ransom note written by someone else.
OK, Mrs Trump has a make-up and jewellery line and website, where she self-describes as a ?captivating presence in front of the camera?, ?an aqua-eyed beauty?, a wife, a mother, a philanthropist, a New Yorker, and a participant in ?numerous television commercials?. And she is all of those things.
BUT to me she?s also become an expressionless fembot, whose recreations are ?reading magazines and doing Pilates?, of whom Donald once boasted that he?d never heard her fart or ?make doodie? ? ie the best thing about her, to him, is how unreal she is.
He may like it, but we don?t want a plastic fantastic Stepford Wife in the White House, however stunning.
Donald Trump? Yes, the stuff of nightmares.
But it?s the way that he?s turned his poor wife into a walking, talking living doll that scares the living daylights out of me.